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(dark)
(Ayy, turn me up, Bally)
(Ha, ha)

For my last breath I'ma give out the code
For my last breath I'ma let you know
For my last breath I'ma give

magata dikholi
Ba kase re khone
Ke sata motho ole, keo gwaza ka goni
Bang patla Pitori ba ka se mo thole mothi
Me I'm a ghost
Turn all you niggas

Andy, let's make this a good one
No more fucking around
Let's give em a reason to turn this record up loud
Cause I'm tired of listening to music
It

the t-shirts
Should've run it by me first
Is your back sore?
I bet your knees hurt
Is this another publicity stunt?
Thought you were rowdy
Thought you were

, if we were lonely
By forty we would make it work
Turns out forever is just a season

Sorry if it's a bad time
I just called to say happy birthday

the t-shirts
Should've run it by me first
Is your back sore?
I bet your knees hurt
Is this another publicity stunt?
Thought you were rowdy
Thought you were

to the revolution
Keep the money
I would rather have my soul
They want power and control
That's their number one goal
All my friends turn to foes
Look how easily they

brought on the storm and caused the rain

Hey hey here I come that's me, that's you, we're together

Turn off the clouds, halt the rain, let's chance

on breath-work, uh-huh
Did you get claw hands?
Tell me, did you feel like a lobster?
Or an ancient plant?
I kinda feel like that without trying, ah
Not on my

Whatever helps you sleep at night
Nothing left to say when faith never lived in me
I won't turn away only flesh can make right

I met you down by the water
We talked about the reasons why
you haven't reached out to your daughter
It's eating you alive

You think about her every

blackest oblivion
Only forced me to learn that light comes from within
And only fades where fear prevails

Where is your heart?
Does it grow weaker each

I let the missin' her play

A little speed, a little distance
Gettin' gone's good for forgetting
These exit signs, they're flying by
Ain't one

flowin by the keg,
Looking for that girl with the stanky leg,
Gotta get all my homies on the Skype,
 Canu0027t stop at one, you know the type,
All the sexy

are not confined by space and time, that is not who we are
We're a moments mass, through a looking glass,
Then we all turn into stars.

by
No one really wonders, No one really wonders

Brother, look into the palm of your hand
I see so much wrong without ever bringing any change
What if

out from another dimension
Probing deeper into the physical realm

I can hear them breathing
Snarling in my ear
They are guiding my hand as I turn

takes its cue
To turn a darker shade of blue

A ukulele strummin'
Is a carefree kind of sound
It smiles and makes me do the same
But no one floats

A stream of memories flash before my eyes
Triggered by snowy trees and the land of ice
Time is moving slow
And it's time for me to go
Leaving you in

will rise
It'll rise

I am the fuse that burns and turns into
Into a bruise that you can't hide
I am the beast that begs you, Bare your neck to me.
I am