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letra de eternity (remix) - savan depaul

[verse 1: savan depaul]
i spent years grappling the concept of eternity
as a mere mortal, it burns me certainly
i mustn’t fret with mortality and expiration
so this is my dedication to shuffle off motor coils
i’ve been spoiled with the gift of cellular respiration, high levels of education
yet a sense of a nauseating paralysis engulfs
a clamoring impulse for answers that have all been slammed up in a ball
oh, scandalous depaul
i’ve always thought of myself as divine
i’ve always thought of myself as divine
but i recall the name supreme organism
the greatest oxymoron i ever crafted
powerful yet destined to collapse into ashes
what’s a god to do when even he can’t seem to exist?
life [?] him like [?] mist
can’t save my own being, all seeing
couldn’t catch this in peripheral scope
thanks for k!lling my hope
if i could front a demigod now, i’d be ringing his throat
i’m pleading to lowly humans for solutions
for the natural executions
waiting for that answer has me stressed
and if [?] through listening, god bless

[verse 2: alec murray]
i can see you down there, wondering if your breath of air will affect you
or the world around [?] in significant
i can hear and feel your words
but they have no color or sweet sound
try to lift your spirits up, don’t let them fall to the ground
i can hear your prayers when you feel to be empty
let me help you ever so gently
death is not an end, just a new beginning
new set of clothes, a halo and a voice for singing
you need to relax your being
for our bodies are just vessels
and our soul is what it carries
for our soul can never truly die, just received by our mother mary
[verse 3: dr. deep end]
my mind sick and fickle, simple, sad
i’ve always been that way when expecting to understand
you thought you wounded me, [?]
gaseous [?] what you give me definition
[?] addiction
and i’m still seeing one of the better solution to stupid
i’m providing some music
here’s to you deluded, not [?], just [?] sewage
covering your pinky ’til it’s skin
turning blue from lack of oxygen, resulting in a recent happiness binge

- savan depaul

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