Lyrics:
Silver moon
To smooth the edge of daylight
Now it turned, evening rose
Tribal voices
Old and young
Celebrations
A history of family sung
In the garden I'm eating the forbidden fruit
I'm finding it hard to abide by your rules
No point in excuses can't hide from the truth
So what should
Who's saying names?
Who thinks they're fucking clever?
You ain't a bloke, you're a bird
And I'm back to ruffle feathers
They call me
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
to the garden and wait by this rose
Must I rely on daffodils and butterflies?
If only my song would grow wings
with heavy feathers and fly to my lover
Oh
Its ya boi pink parse baby
Valris Brandt, the OG
Let's go
You wanna see a god hit the pink parse
Back it up scrub I know talent like this sparse
But
early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon
barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in
tree
And here were forests ancient as the hills
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery
A savage place
Holy and enchanted
As the fragments of the waning moon
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
shallow for us to keep
Yet we're singing
To the moon and back
Yes we're singing
To the moon and back
Greetings from me again
I had flowers all prepared
Dead
bologna, don't you dare impress the homies
You don't have a fearing face, just stick with your weird brain
Need a song that takes me back to Sailor Moon
When the moon is out our minds will Collide
Let life go it's all by design
Chilling and feeling the vibe
Feeling the graces of god
Tryna better me for
black hole's my final frontier
The hours pass, this blunt's like my warden
Head in the clouds
Must be the ghost in the garden
Where do my eyelids begin?
what rhyme travel is
Words spitoon from sunlight to moon
Bustin' on stage like gunfight saloons
Click clack, my mic back, you like that?
a saber
Cutting through the dark, I remember way back in the day when
I would play with Jason, Jaython, and Braden up on the playground
Trading Pokemon, but
a flight)
Oh, Thanks, letting me tap from the back, Preesh
Spending my bands on clothes sheesh
Smoke a backwood get a rush off the leaf
Get to the chicken,
comprehend
I was 17 years young back in '92
Facing 25 to life for something I didn't do
My song is supposed to be a big admission on my part
the margins
Lift them pull them from the gardens
Cause they were two perfect kids
In a too perfect world
Today the part of man and woman will be played by boy
wrap was originally intended as wallpaper
Remember when you watched a DVD
That anti-pirate thing you couldn't skip easily
Saying you wouldn't steal a car
this bread done turned me to a savage
Know a real one, when she see, you got her laughing (ha!)
See what E do, shit come and see me right now (come see
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