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letra de sutras & medusas - cfx project

[intro]
i rose my hand up high and felt that in my palm veins
i touched the sky and let it melt my wings
if my last breath left but let the fire gleam i wouldn’t fight that
if i’m one piece of an entire thing i wouldn’t hide from that
let the abyss open up enough to jump inside that
try to train a shaky wrist to never twitch when i describe that
and –

if i feel it again
the ceiling will slip as it sinks in again
that’s the evil within
i’ve been feeling the venoms a friend
i don’t know why to pretend, i won’t hide it again
if it’s in my skin there’s enough to let it live
with everything i’m taking in
i’ll let this be my end

[verse 1]
let my spectres have the word no reply goodbye
met my mentors in the last verse so they know im alive
then i dipped a raven’s quill
in the ink bottle that i refilled
let the thought build i’m not staying still
spitting riddles out my left brain
what is civil with no missile
offered ours you brung a pistol
offered love you grabbed in fistfulls
triple s’d through the middle
how you brandished your initials
stackin cash rapped under pillows
never crashes when it’s real low

bought a week of peace
spent each day along with yours
crumbled feast enough for each
what was left afford for the floors
rest on each other alright
our eyes led inside like corridors
wonders the whys and why-nots
we thought we’d like the answers for em

saw my skin tone lower to a dim write
thought i felt a thicker skeleton develop through my insides
i dived into those eye
i couldn’t find nothing to tell you

[verse 2]
broke those new bones into chips
re-pieced the stone like mosaics
keeps our souls in cauldrons that we heat till we see molten drip
built crypts these fears were given
released those old misgivings
shifting through these glimpses
of predicted pigments i haven’t write with
oh

i let color flow like nothing must be know
you wrote in tones so monochrome
you flow like there’s a color code
don’t put off what you show
you spoke blue, called that indigo
those hues you use are gimmicks
how you’re spitting never vivid oh

- cfx project

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