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Fallen angels as the world closes down
Last ones left it seems to pack up the town
Understanding has only brought us this far
Where from here depends

forgiveness have become to grow old, grow old
Yeah

Finalists arrive
Yeah, burn them all alive

One by one they send them tightly in a box
Numbers grace

Sick and tired of being played
Daily, by the people who should make me
They break me, it's draining
How we look around, do nothing, shaming
I'on have

I convolute my voice when I can't look in the mirror
I burned my wings in a scrying pool
Nothing's any clearer
The masks are on a hook by the door
I

Well I used to go down
And put a penny on those tracks
Run up to the general store
Come back and find if flat
Now I find ways
To fade it all to black

Skydive at the end
Dive into wind
Scream at the breeze
Swallow at the end

You can see me at the line
Aim at the fear
Feel it when I fall
Descend

When I'm up at night
I hear you sleep
Breath going in and out
Counting them by threes

It's a winter night
And I'm cold and free
I could die right

Sometimes I think of what if?
And all the things that I could have done
Sometimes you've got to make it
And slow down just to win the race
And find

and to you
Rest well in the blue night
By the grace of good fortune, my love, I'll come
Fare thee well winds of winter I must be moving on
To mend your

a stranger in my home
Don't recognize this face
How many years did I waste?
Have I run out of time?
Years pass me by
Did I miss my own life?
And now I see you

Everything is changing
You can tell by the cracks in the pavement
Life's about the re-arrange things

Though the moon goes up and the stars go down

promises it will end, but he's not quite sure that you understand
God undo this mess, let me walk a free man
The cold dark cell I'm thrown in is nothing

burden
Only by the Spirit can I lift it
And I know that I deserve far worse
So everyday I'm thankful for

The King with a crown of thorns
And his Kingdom

Got a job as a border guard great rates of pay
A uniform don't work you too hard
I ride the wire on my four by four
With my Ray banns I see a world
I

my life on the charger
I'll give 'em a story, just look through my phone
Study anthropology, lifestyle and culture
Hope by now its different, the shape

Revelation -by F. Benjamin 2008

Son of man what have you done
The Earth is Cursed with your blood
When Children grow what will they say
when they

my love
She don't mind
She just want my love

{Verse 1}
So I
Took this situation serious
Put this bitch up
For an interegation

Placed her thighs
On my

past, picking up, all the flowers
Clouds gone by, over me, and backwards
Thinking all night, wondering passed dawn

Living like I'm torn apart
Feeling

I'm feeling kinda lonely and plagued by the heat
And everyone's a bulwark waiting for the tide to retreat
The ice box in the sky, it keeps me

I need you by my side this time
Cuz I don't really know
How this will go
It's been keeping me up for days
Feels like I'm moving mountains 
Mountains

Throw out you keys
And fill up your cups
When we were young
We weren't dumb enough

But don't let the bad times
Outlive the rest
I promise I won't be

on the other side
Ay
The grass is green

Waiting patiently while sitting by a maple tree
The branches reach for the sky growing graceful
All praises to the most

a hipster new to Manhattan 

Summer turned to Fall Luba spent fortunes on lights 
You'd think from her window she was wanted by the FBI 
She loved me dearly but

inhalin purple haze yea

Brainless
No stress
Just dance
At least once a week im popping sour grapes yea

Full effect im achieving by mystical flows i speak