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letra de holy - nightlightr

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[verse 1]
feeling pretty down in the pit
had to lose the crew and the ship
got a key without a grip
to frame the world i’m ill equipped

but never again i will submit
to groups that try to force a fit
to leaders that cannot commit
and a god that doesn’t give a sh-t

about your body if its evil
eve want to get paid equal
said we chose to live illegal
and the tall wall up now is lethal

d-mn what kinda man would abuse
somebody searching for the truth
taking their hand and bearing fruit
while looming and grooming them for the loop

i’m sick to my stomach i’m trying to consume
detestable testimonies of the doom
of the ministry, rise of the industry
and masculinity thin as perfume

what kind of brother is blocking your view
what kind of father is building your tomb
what kind of family leaves you marooned
to lose your humanity just to commune

with a god, that won’t even give a nod
or show us who’s really a fraud
f-ck the facade, all i hear is artificial applause

[pre-chorus]
they said our thoughts are dangerous
no bodies can we trust
like we’re made of angel dust
and every cut is corrupt

[chorus]
i’m learning slowly
that n-body’s holy
and i can’t keep floating between
the high priest and the lowly

i’m learning slowly
that n-body’s holy
and i can’t keep floating between
the high priest and the lowly

[verse 2]
f-ck being in the middle
i am no malcolm, i ain’t no martin
more like ninety-five spartans kicked out the garden
back to backstab a god-king and ask for his pardon

my mind trying to break out the margins
writing reflections on loose leaf
listen hard, my jargon is darwin
inciting infections of unbelief

like what in the h-ll is your spiritual walk
but meditating on ted talks
elevating events that are nonstop
circulating your views in a closed crop

cutting verses up like a chop shop
with copies and signs like a book shop
paste it in like bibles on backdrops
feeling bad for sh-t on your laptop

its a bad prop for holding beliefs
and a sad book relieving your grief
and an outlook that promises peace
with a bait hook that doesn’t release

i was caught on the line of repression
asking myself the same question
over and over and over with no progression
decided to change my only direction

ahead, leaving the fold for the spread
headed to h-ll in my bed
if living is lying down than i’d rather be dead

[pre-chorus]
they said our thoughts are dangerous
no bodies can we trust
like we’re made of angel dust
and every cut is corrupt

[chorus]
i’m learning slowly
that n-body’s holy
and i can’t keep floating between
the high priest and the lowly

i’m learning slowly
that n-body’s holy
and i can’t keep floating between
the high priest and the lowly

[outro]
going from hollow to wholly
not like a priest, but pieces that slowly
come together in time like a rolly
exdisciple now watch’em disown me

- nightlightr

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