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letra de odyssey - the kaleidoscope kid

“i was wandering through the city of the sinners and the saints when i came across a man who said he didn’t have a name
i’m just a funky feeling junky putting holes in my veins he blew the harp like the devil boy and this is what he played
i said mister no name you sure can play that harp you must of sold your soul you got the devils walk and with a crooked smile he began to sang boy god himself ripped apart my wings”

my mentals breaking down under minded morphogenisis of vessels set in motion time released to shed the ecdysis of exoskeletons hexed with poly-phonic resonance maneuver through mutating shapes of polygonic nebulous
calm ya -ss down murph ya need to take ya medicine illusive brain waves gamma states he lost his head again melancholy manic depressive and schizophrenic kid flew the cuckoo’s next vexed hallucinogens and sedatives
seperate the molecules synapses of anomaly
oddly enough the odyssey well it’s kinda odd ya see me myself and i my pet aussie and the posse we stumble on some fungus after that it’s kinda foggy see i
vaguely recall kaleidoscopes and octagonal beats sp-wn the microphone obscure mycelium and prophecy honestly abnormal scratch the obelisk of oddity let’s set the record straight and put the needle to the prosody
the missing link syntax semantics of linguistics stuck in orbit for an eon with my demons era mystics hieroglyphics sp-ce ships and constellations drift the prisms turnt tables burnt bridges kicking fables over rythm
til the neighbors call the cops and cut the cables on the system couldn’t stop me if i wanted to a walking contradiction let the b-ss dialate ya pupils sprout poetic vision and my thoughts are off the leash now everybody f-cking listen

moment of silence suddenly stops at the apex of the trip the acid drips on the clock con-vexed pitch cell division as conveyed through the vox diatonic serum sipped murph just let that beat drop

oblique isosceles in isolations of nirvana slipped lysiergic in the logic of elysium
the saga wonder sorcery with dogmas barking spark the marijuana wander forest with my aura warping genres of akasha
ether way if i’m insane or not atleast i can acknowledge that pandora’s box is unlocked let’s explore the realm of conscious creativity’s the key and look at what we can accomplish would we realize that we’re free but maybe i’m just taking nonsense and you wonder why these kids are overdosing unresponsive from a broken f-cking system brain washed i’m getting nauseous from prescriptions in my system just to focus on forgetting on the bullsh-t and the friends that lost their lives just living

“devils wander drunk through the valleys of death, find yourself lost. drifting. rambling.”

- the kaleidoscope kid

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