Lyrics:
This is more than song
This is more than song
This is more than song
I am weak, He is strong i am me, He is God
I'm living with the end in view
I'm
I'm drunk on the big island
Body stuck in a rut back in Edina
Dinner, teatime, brunch in a seaside hut
With my luck they might defile, trust
Chicago's overwhelmed police department
As the cities murder rate has spiked to one of the worst in the country
I'm from the west side of Chicago
We living
I'm dreading
But not for what may just be lying ahead
What if I reach the end and it's just a dead end
And I never get my own chance to ascend or avenge
It was all broken mirrors after the smoke cleared, it's so clear
You've got to go near the end of the road to overthrow fear
So here's to older
Postcards from the pink bath paint leisure
As a cloaked horse through a stained-glass Saint Peter
Hack faith-healer, cheat death to the very end
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
these oars would help us catch up but propulsion can't be mustered
There's emulsion in the interface
And segregated cults designed to put us in a distant
your path outlined Unobstructed by nonsense.. the Vast work was getting ta work,
Now it all falls into place you've Been shown gods grace and walk In
Certified Wise in the house tonight
(Certified Wise!)
Oi, When I say Certified you say Wise we say
Certified! (Wise!)
Certified! (Wise!)
The Certified have
the candles on the cake
All set fire to the gate
Turn the cannons towards the boat
Men were drowning in the moat
It was the end of all rowers oars
If you
the night to end
Finna poison my opps dream to a nightmare get my revenge
I be on my different shit ion fuck with the normal trends
Look at the skies for my
went straight for crown, sprinting
Got caught in the crowd, now he's walking around, limping
But he's forced to run when he sees the light at the end
in the shame, make it last
You know it don't end well But why should you care
They all look blue to you, as you watch upon the wandering by Lines in
asphalt
Sittin super still
Stick of steel in the asphalt
Earthquake mass fault
Brilliant mind assault
Everything is crazy
Super hazy like them bath salts
When I was a girl, I wished I was a boy
I had a dog, I wished it was a horse
We lived by the freeway, I thought it was the ocean,
Sounded like
We hold the rivers of the Eastern trail
Deep in the land of the Rus'
Following the wind in our sails
And the rhythm of the oars
No shelter in this
down at the end of market street
It took some time to figure it out
He's a rich man living in a poor man's house
He might be down, but he ain't out
the face
Your heart is moved by the spirit
When you're living, living in a state of grace
There's a world never ending
Sorrow and pain don't exist
We can
to run
But he's prepared to fight
One by one his friends are slain
Only he remains
He knows the end is near
They have him in their jaws
When
Power of the dragon protect us
At journeys end you make your stand
Weapons in hand they fought hard and long
At battles end they heard a Valkyries song
I
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Keep living, keep living) (Oh, keep living)
Tryna' be a better man be bold, stay bold
Don't let em in
These days, these days don't ever end
Tryna' be
stuck
In the fast lane
Living in the fast lane
And then life's
Passing you by
And you can't
Get out the
Fast lane
Living in the fast lane
Although you try
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