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letra de heaven - cersia

[intro]
stars flutter on the long drive
a highway as quiet as a moonless night’s waves
only masked by the rumble of an engine
somewhere far away, galaxies collide
and it’s something we’ll never have the fortune to witness
but we know it’s out there
however some of us will never be able to know what happens after
even if it’s all you can dream about
and you make it your life’s work
to see what comes next in thе story
it’s in one’s best interеst to keep their eyes on the road
and so i’ll focus
because maybe i’ll know when i come home

[verse 1]
when a soul sets, the tone
is sort of something like taking a photo that’s monochrome like 30’s al capone
though the journey to death’s own clench vex’ the most, you’ll never rest alone
the underworld is a place in which fear’s insistent it roams
each sickness fading’s a new imprisonment, only if
new victims approach it with ignorance, it’s expected
living every day like the last one can prevent this
like a normal human i’m pr-ne
to overthinking, opposing i’m close to peaking
i know how it feels thinking an ego is sp-wned, only believing
in more than others are seeing
compartment of flesh versus distinct person that’s breathing
i hate myself and i love that you can’t see it
the part where i gest, curses, alarm in my chest beating
uncertain i guess, heathen or heaven-bound when i’m leaving?
so pull the -rs-nal back quickly, i’m bleeding
[bridge]
just let me wrap the sh-t up, it’ll only take a minute

[verse 2]
with open eyes, i’m clean
the scars, wounds and the stains that were once putrid i see
don’t close the blinds, i’ll get up to look, exploring this place
it’s our planet, but greener, no news cameras in gaze
i wrote this rhyme from heaven, i thought with lights and days
this part’s lucrative, pay it your close attention i plead
i notice skies getting bluer, a voice is calling to me
it tells that there ain’t no heaven or h-ll, just time to sleep
it’s starting to make sense
i started to make friends around 15, i bested
the negligence, recollected by 20 means that i questioned
whether the cards dealt was a sick dream or nemesis
apologize for my slurring lisp, i guess i’m all nervous
p-ssed and projecting my silly problems infecting
mental case, don’t got the capacity to regret sh-t
maybe that’s why it ended with flowers filling my heavens

- cersia

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