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Eric Dutton

Eric Ogden Dutton (26 July 1883 – 29 March 1968) was a British lacrosse player who competed in the 1908 Summer Olympics. He was part of the British team that won the silver medal. more »

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I've been in a spiral
My DNA in a skyfall
Lifeline may be final
Checking my vitals, it's cold and I'm dying
Let's go to the sky and rest with the vibrance
I just - cannot believe that I haven't flatlined
I'm down by a hundred points it's only halftime
Is there a comeback brewing
Better run that through 'em
Get a touch pass to 'em
Threading the needle I craft rhymes
So sick with my radioactive temp, I have a half life
Of 50, I keep it a hundred
Raising the bar, I am reaching above it
Gazing at stars, I keep to the summit
Evil has done it and made me a risk
Might go and plummet, it's dangerous cliff
So ask me again, after it ends
We'll see just what we're made of, cmon now
When the rain clouds roll in
Do you run or do you dance
Screw it, never even got the chance
Chillin' on a beam of light
Never got to see the time
Gettin' all these dreams of mine
Stay woke if it means you're right
Chillin' on a beam of light
You bet I'll be chewin' the scene
Never got to see the time
You bet this is ruining me
I'm trapped far below the surface
I can't even gasp for air
I can't even make a sound
You can't tell that I'm even there
Chillin' on a beam of light
You bet I'll be chewin' the scene
Never got to see the time
You bet this is ruining me
I'm trapped far below the surface
I can't even gasp for air
I can't even make a sound
You can't tell that I'm even there
Let's see how far up I can go
The sky is a curtain with rifle holes
No mind to the trifled soul
You need help like a tricycle
Icicles straight to the brain
Ace in the hole, making its way
Taking its toll, taking the blame
Taking my soul, they so alone
So its the final blow
To regrets in the past
I'm trying to fix me so listen to that
I'm dying to get all the lift off my pad
I need to be better than last
I need to be better than who I am now
Cause it's only a matter of time that I
Shatter divine, my atoms'll scatter from life
And go back to their light
Ugh, like where is the hope gone
Tired of singing this soul song
Tired of clinging to hope that just goes
And just nopes on right outta my palms
Why the heck are you in my face
Like I don't drain my pen, replace it
Continue on, man, this ink is sacred
Anti-intermittent basis
The poorly painted portrait this creates
Reiterates that this is fate, in this picture frame
Or brings together kindred spirits
Who sing forever in their lyrics
Smash to pieces every mirror
That reminds them of their greatest failure, I'll tell ya
Chillin' on a beam of light
You bet I'll be chewin' the scene
Never got to see the time
You bet this is ruining me
I'm trapped far below the surface
I can't even gasp for air
I can't even make a sound
You can't tell that I'm even there
Chillin' on a beam of light
You bet I'll be chewin' the scene
Never got to see the time
You bet this is ruining me
I'm trapped far below the surface
I can't even gasp for air
I can't even make a sound
You can't tell that I'm even there

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