Lyrics:
the night is through
Girl, I swear
That I care
(Look-look)
And I'll be there
I can tell it's you, by the tone like clockwork
Know it's you
A fool is waving good bye
Tired of truth in disguise
It ́s all gone when you die.
From the sickness inside
to the surface of lies
Controlled by the device
Haunted by the nature's fury as the legend reads
You set off to search for a new land as your master pleads.
Wood and nails, they create
the screen, now you suck me in
I'm caught in your halo
Drawn down to zero
One lines and circles
Two beneath the surface
Three Maimed, seduced and dazed
Don't be possessed by the surface
Hungry ghost with low purpose
What holds
Hungry ghost
5 points give rise to spirals
Possessed by polarity
Claiming
feeling me
judging how I look not by lyrical abilities
Please, this is for my people in the background
staying out the limelight, molding how a track sounds
with the surface
And what lies beneath
How many sunsets 'til we get
Where we wanna get?
At the moment I'm nocturnal oooh
I travel at night
Until I get
THE SURFACE OF EARTH BEGINS TO SPLINTER
AND THE VAST PLAINS OF HELL OPEN UP BEFORE OUR EYES
ALL HELL ON EARTH
STAND BY THE EDGE OF GREATNESS
ONE THOUSAND
hands seal the entrance and path to your heart
Anger kept fear and the sadness you feel
Under the surface for so long
Locked that room, you keep it
the sea floor
Deliver it to your speaker like
A package of C4
I did it by myself, just imagine a me clone
A long day full of rapping and weed smoke
Can
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary, it sits by the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats
An ocean of passion / still waters, murky with pain
Not yet traversed by man or machine and not of this earth
The tides bite back, unwilling to be
the topic now got em gossiping about the boy
Been a young king now address me as young God
Like a ground surface it's impossible for me to fall
Now I, don't
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary, it sits by the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in
I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary, it sits by
gotta interrupt the service
I gotta switch it up, I gotta think above the surface
They dropping they change, I'm picking up the purses
History
These pretty bad hoes 'round me, they not worth it
The truth will always rise to the surface, yeah
This a test of time, and it's urgent (yeah)
Pray
to believe
Enslaved to profit a world in ruins
Distant visions of dying era
Scratching the surface determined to stay alive
No more fucking lies!
If I
deliver them up
Skimming the surface but it isn't enough
No, it isn't enough
Give me a smile let me kick it around
It was something I found in
In practice past, I'm closing off
Untethered by visions
Unfamiliar
All lines of sight
Obstructed by light
For what lies beneath
And remains
[Andersson]
I'm standing by the shelter lightning candles in the wind
The cold wind with no mercy kills the surface on my chest
I'm here all-alone,
then wrap their arms around you
Where its true lives are driven by power and fame
Driven by sex, success, approval, and pain
And for what? Nothing?s left
land as fields once green are ochre now.
This is no dream. Trees have turned to skeleton, roots teased and knotted just below the surface skin
will have no voice
I'm the shape of your pain
So watch me now!
Changed
To just remain myself
Blurred images of me
Held by a mirror
With the surfaces
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