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letra de albatross - tim the messiah trudel

she’s a firecracker a righteous little flame
when you write her name to fame you’ll see she mightn’t be the same
as she was when you met her she ain’t bound by no tether
won’t follow to the letter what you call right whether
or not you see the good or call her a heartless b-tch
cuz she won’t pay you mind or give you a part of this
you selfish little pr-cks you think you merit sh-t?
you’re just known for pitching fits and wasting your own spit
she’s an albatross though she may come across
as nothing but a moth she’s a godd-mned night hawk
and if you can’t yet see it you won’t even believe it
when she busts through the ceiling to the clouds to leave you reeling
in the dust she left behind when she finally took off
and left you with the chains that you put on her she shook off
ain’t no lock she cannot pick ain’t no target she can’t hit
ain’t no malady or sick that she cannot put off

she occupies her own world goin’ it apart
she wants to be her own girl showin from the start
a sparkle in her eye and a tingle in her nose
a part for her to try is the only thing she knows
how to go for, the girl from school who beat the boys up
living independent determined to bring her joy, yup
witnessing the penance and hurtin’ of those who poisoned
her every move and she might just be annoyed, but
you won’t get a minute now to go hit her spirit down
nouveau is the message now hugo said it best, look down
and walk your path renewed in the knowledge you’ve been given
now that you know her better i called it, you’ve been smitten
in impressive time she moves through a smaller p-ssage
an incandescent mind sees through ya baller’s callous
to the child underneath, man, she won’t fall for that sh-t
leave you cryin’ on your knees and you can call her katniss cuz

she doesn’t even have a goal yet but to conquer
by any means a catapult, yep, f-ckin’ bonkers
better be an animal get up and wander
better never be satanical, yet something oper-
ating on another level offsets the apathy
and brings her to a place where she can upset the papacy
by her transcendent nature called often a masterpiece
no one can bend or break her y’all aren’t with half of these
cool or okay so she moves out the way
to let you have your time and let you out to play
i’ve got the gift of gab and god, i’ve too much to say
of this girl, lonely, cuz she’s doing away
with stupid limitations on human innovation
won’t do with reservations or put you in an equation
she gon’ do it get the fluid move it doesn’t even matter who it
concerns she gon’ burn it down and never gonna turn around

- tim the messiah trudel

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