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letra de the masters clock is x - small bills

sometimes it’s made up as i go
sometimes i think before i do
i look four ways before i cross
it’s ok to forget what i knew
fill me up and pour me out
flooding corners of the house

i’m but a vessel, but a vessel

no fixed point
when that wave rush, where will you take shelter
wade in the water, who can’t be touched
no heaven to help us
earth and sky, i and i, for one
oil my scalp in the sun
idle as f-ck, world ground to a halt
unorthodox, the master’s clock is x
i’m bending in thе creases
fatal wave, run thе body glove
the games gutter i peacefully careen
how far does it reach, to what end will you believe
control is an illusion too
control is an illusion too
control is an illusion too

i’m but a vessel, but a vessel
i’m but a vessel, but a vessel
i’m but a vessel, but a vessel
i’m but a vessel, but a vessel
screaming in the void only gave me a sore throat
life insurance is a pyramid scheme
the paranoia cackles in the key of “i told you n-ggas”
somethin’ about strings and passive surrender
how does one make sp-ce to be tender
would love sustain?
i heard the body remembers
what remains
what remains
what remains
what remains
what remains
what remains

- small bills

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