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letra de 100 songs on a willow - time

they say where you been, i’ve been writing 100 songs
that say look under the surface there’s more that’s going on
they serve us alienation the antidote is you belong
i’ve been healing myself in a quantum way
i hope it helps heal you too flow fresh like a autumn day
putting foils on antennas trying to get the signal through
smashed the reaper in the door trying to get his sickle through
depression i am sick of you, sick thoughts will sicken you
tell the vampires no, i don’t wanna interviеw
this industry feeds on blood the dinner is you
i’m bumping pac, i got demons in my rеarview
milligrams in the gutter and i’m pouring out the liquor too
i’m back having at the market she said you found the little you
i see you forgave others but have you forgiven you?
you can add more to your life by subtracting some things
i went deep in my heart i was lacking some things
i found the attic in my soul, i healed hidden chapters
i climbed up and found love carved in the rafters
i am the emergence from a beautiful rupture
i trained my wolves to hunt the light instead of destruction
i found battle, i stared into the eyes of the morrigan
i healed in the rain, i love the rain let it pour again
i rowed through styx in h-ll i had my oars in
i finally feel like i’m living, life give me more of it
i’m still so lost and exactly where i should be
if you wanna find me i’m in a forest where the woods be
find me where the fog be, walking with curiosity
while you focus on versace i’m eating hummus and broccoli
who do i think i am? i think it’s pretty simple
i’m simply, a ripple of a ripple
pain makes a healer, every healer’s had pain
if you can make art you can heal you the same
i’m finally back at the haunted sycamore tree
i smelled her perfume of spirits i said you’re a gift to me
the tree that never wrote a poem is the greatest poet
you kept my spirits high when they plummeted the lowest
each feather is a quill, how many pens are on a crow?
is each bird countless poems in the sky i wanna know
she said it’s all one poem, the outlook is yours
the bird never doubts their songs so why you doubt yours?
i said my pen got a full clip i let all of it go
100 f-cking songs came out of this skull
my sh-t so real 5 people in my dms diagnosed me
i died to the world long ago every album is post me
i don’t doubt me, i’m still trying to get to know me
and when i transcend i hope you have a cypher with the ghost me
she said if you run from the past you’ll only find fear
she said you’ll find the answers in what brings you to tears
i said every moment i spent with you was a miracle
i followed petals of marigolds, i saw my soul unfold
100 songs on a willow, 100 dreams in my pillow
100 blessings to my enemies who still wish me ill though
the tree extended a branch in my mind it said h-llo
little chris grabbed my hand and we walked into the willow
100 songs on a willow, 100 dreams in my pillow
100 blessings to my enemies who still wish me ill though
the tree extended a branch in my mind it said h-llo
little chris grabbed my hand and we walked into the willow

100 songs on a willow, 100 dreams in my pillow
100 blessings to my enemies who still wish me ill though
the tree extended a branch in my mind it said h-llo
little chris grabbed my hand and we walked into the willow

- time

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