Ease back; let a heart thump echo normalcy for 10
Ok, I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies, heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes. It's red tides from here, stop and smell analog hell, clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child with yearning optics. We cadets hold determination as property undeniably divine; we leak passion for the noise. There is not a track to cherish from he who lacks merit. Let 'em shake a little, then release 'em, like, as if ghostly hysterics would leech on band aid completion.
- Now what of the madness fragments? Stagnant
- See the root of the mute button was dug up bug up on a song
- Outside the most ridiculous poison tongue brain silo
- Sit and sweat bullets on a console
- Candid once position from which instigations spawn
- Pilot burner riddle of trades, divinity, composers
- When linked we let our eyelids fall and pilots stall
Ease back; let a heart thump echo normalcy for 10, let the back burner boiling point descend, I race the derby in the first heat (strike personal) Strike personal space with the most utterly putrid version of grace.
Collapsing scaffold mad pole crusher russian robot recruits
I used to have a rope ladder but tattered were the rungs, I strung it from the highest willow, trying to hug the sun. I make music and connect color to canvas, swoop down from the trees with potpourris and other bandits. Landed randomly upon the valleys of the grimace, saw my planted leaf start burnin' from the oustide in. I got a mantle, and the mantle is a candle, and my candle is a flame that burns to symbolize the day Gretel met Hansel. Then I settle at a stand still. What a long capitol crust, gallop my charriot burning and awful enigma, sprung by the sling of David appears gutterbug batch, prior to hatch, dismiss it as a soul condensing, excuse to decorate maps with thumb tacks this gold star product, pushing hate boogie themes enter the smoke screen blazing saddle remnants.
Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my pavement, two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my placement. I'm quadruple six plus scruples category mayhem stems, so one overlooked the scene including loopholes.
Fraggle rock your four figure watch
Bantamweight temper tantrum, decrepit anthem, set a low goal, I arrive late. This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl. Oh it'll be soon, balloon immune to doom blend, I ain't ditchin' the kitchen til every spoon bends.