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letra de drunk and wasted - fyre

[mxlplx]
the magnitude of an attitude that slaps you with gratitude
i capture blues beyond the aptitude
an appetite to pamper you
and wrapping life while passing through graphic sights of scattered views
every night, can and shoot and shatter my cast of might
mental bananas loop, patterns strife with plans to coup me up in light
shining true as love is right to men avoiding fights
with paranoia out of spite
only lunatics enjoy flying kites and waiting for lightning to strike
so when i kick the bucket, don’t ask my friends why i stuck with insanity like a troubled rambling mind in the bubble passing time like children struggle with rеality
lifting out the valley, we
endеd up on shouting me
and descending while the glee filled pregnant galaxies spread for miles to see
what would happen if we touched the laughing face of misery?
hooked on giving dap to crazy people and acting so laid back, people mind’s find me difficult to track in conversation
i live in the private mental hospital behind the small gas station
i’ll see you there if you’re around
and if you’re there, i’ll be down

[young g]
drifting uplifting downshifting spliffing clutching such as existence
much as since this resistance to the senseless
darwin would teach: love’s at the top, lose your spot, wicked competition in the land of the hotbox
cadillacs in all directions, tobacco filled rooms flow through intersections
sections of interest, enter centrist reality
forward endless gravity creates time, poverty, crime
property mind properly receives sunshine
if you buy your cop a tone, drop of known minds stay blown
rogue microphone vocalist on socialist tendencies
by the way, f-ck darwin and commercial ass frequencies!
[sw-nk]
taking my pants off for the pleasure of it
please buy the picture; i been abducted
learn to love it, never instructed
it seems the whiskey goes with being dusted
before they k!ll it, now they cut it
i’m an old soul, gotta love it
turned out for the gallery
they can enact for the war, who wanna saddle me?
left the guard up in the corner for those looking after me
with the peaceful tattoo from the catastrophe

- fyre

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