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letra de go game - bliss bindope

[verse 1]
all i see is numbers
obsessed with all these wonders
not too good at math and can’t calculate the thunders
but there’s lightning in my brain when synchronicity’s asunder
plundered millions of shudders at the thought of all my brothers being linked with one another
my mind, it starts to stutter
i see the clock sputter 11:11 upon the rudder
let’s me know the twin flames are burning bright for each other
and when it’s 3:33, the angels are signaling
it’s time to get busy on some musical fl!ckerings
‘causе the spark warms the soul, yo, and the passion is, it’s nеver withering
when my receipt reads 6:66, it’s time to take a sit
reevaluate my life and all the man-made sh-t i split with like
do i really need that brew liquid to make me drunk as a dip sh-t?
or the b-ttery biscuits to make my heart flutter so quick?
it’s a sick cryptic obsession that i’m hit with
when numbers cross my path, gotta mean more so listen

[hook]
the universe, she speaks to me like sacred geometry
all’s quantifiable except the abstract philosophies
not here to speak on pythagoras’s wild theologies
i’m here to acquaint you with my love affair with that numerology

the universe, she speaks to me like sacred geometry
all’s quantifiable except the abstract philosophies
not here to speak on pythagoras’s wild theologies
i’m here to acquaint you with my love affair with that numerology
[verse 2]
triple 7s are so sacred like holy divination
i’m a 7 life path so i’m lonely like the raven
inquisitive like the joker, have you choke on your frustration
as a life scientist, dissect the world from my sp-ce station
nothing intrigues me more than learning ‘bout death through creation
i am shiva the destroyer and i’m here to test your patience
as i journey through the worlds with numbers and equations
the sum of the universe is zero, i smash pumpkins on occasion
equivocation of my hatred can be seen by erasing everything you thought was real ‘cause it’s taught by the patrons
counting how many times folks got popped by the bacon
if you think you hate numbers, well then you must be mistaken
‘cause i calculate every blunder with every breath that i’m taking
retraced elation with my mind’s elevation
every time that i think i’m done with my placement, i level up to admire the progress that i’m making whether my mind’s here on earth or in outer sp-ce naked

the universe, she speaks to me like sacred geometry
all’s quantifiable except the abstract philosophies
not here to speak on pythagoras’s wild theologies
i’m here to acquaint you with my love affair with that numerology
[verse 3]
when you text me at 1:43, i must admit i’m giggly
reminds me of beeper speak when i was just a kitty
meowing on the prowess, looking for love from w-lly-nillies
now it’s grown woman sh-t, avoiding men in my little city
not looking for a one night 68 with the after s-x pillies
i’m not that silly jilly out to catch her little thrillies
surely not to catch a germ or to get that burning feeling
you can keep the illies, my energy’s reserved like a copyright billing
when 10:10 crosses my mind, i know it doubles the ceiling ‘cause 0 is love and purity and 1, i’m focused on the k!lling
like i’m adhd, annoyed by the jingling
and since three’s a company, i’m safer with not mingling with the herds of cattle getting slaughtered by the millings
busy walking a path of inklings ‘cause i love that tingling stinging
i count every step by singing
punching in the sixteenth bar, swinging
while the dj, yo, they keep their heads ringing

whoa, yay, yeah, just give me a sign
whoa, just give me a sign, whoa

- bliss bindope

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