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letra de who you were - poetic thrust

enxve:

imma blow my nose, imma put on sweats
imma get that jag with the exhaust jets
when i leave my bed but i feel like sh-t
so i might just chill at the crib instead
with the loans that i owe to the lions i liken to humans
with thumbs and aloofness abound, overdue with a payment
of paperless patience and waiting to face inpatient, for now
that’s life my guy
why you think the price type high?
everybody feeling like they time fly by
mach speed moves with a mai-tai high bar tarragon blend
where the wifi’s tight
go-to rules for the mixer ensure that you give and receive when the nightlife dies
when the nectar is drawn from the dregs of the bong
and you rally enough for the pizza to come
get lost in the cheese and the sauce my g
metamorph for the night with a one-time fee
all you want is a course in accordance with ornamentation that favors a court-side seat
get loose
gotta let me know when you blow the o, gotta let me know
gotta let me know when you blow that o

hey, hey now
i’ve been searching through these clouds
made of smoke when inhibition make the spliff come meet my mouth
hey, hey now
i’ve been searching through these clouds
made of smoke when inhibition make the spliff come meet my mouth

if this withered flower don’t die in my grips i’ll sing of its praises
swing to the chime of a valkyrie’s armor and carry its husk to the graces
imprint to the spine of my binder the beauty that bleeds from its stem as i shapeshift
transm-te pain to a humorous thing
i can hope that these petals don’t burn through the pages

yoh:

unstable daggers
sign your name between the scissors
kiss the hand that feeds then feed attention to another when you get distracted
it happens often
you think you love it
but took its intricacies as subtle foolish soldier solder
your fodder back into pride again
ungodly cheshires toting gestures over many a privates’ and this
server could never defrag your screen
but i hear you in chambers of thought when it’s bubbles and
then i fear coup, de-tas of ventricle matters
gathering my sages over spliff summits slumped in the tavern the pattern is, laughable i’m the bud of incantations
virtuous pursuits sutured to broken promises and patience i’ve
leaped from towers in search of earth
i’m the product acropolis drop ya comments if you want this work
i’m smirking in the face of death, no faces jest as faces get
closer to roses thorned by providence now catch a whiff
i’ve — i’ve challenged her to shogi where my silver mounts
the structure where i tapped your well and you offered oceans in vast amounts, brave the seas then seize the breath of wind in which these humbled gazes, glaze upon the callousness of chalices
king sent, my ink pen, strikes down walls of emotions
tunnels speak would they enclose beast i leave my fortress open i’m
impartial due to discrepancies with this rain
a little bit of poison in my ghosted sh-ll can
drive me sane then reverse the process i’m
quite the sensitive monster looking back at
who we are, and who you were

enxve:

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