Letras
The shingles searing hot with sunlight rays
Peering over dropped edges
Eons came and went away, Drying pages
Commandments notification, flipped day by day
They pressed weight on each one of them cases
I felt the aches turn to flames
The horses chased
Flintlock raised
The many courses raced, falling forward face, Became scraped
The recovery swift but the isolation drained
The red scars healed no pain
I said right here I'd go change
Gotta finish the whole plate
The runts stop the waste
I felt the gust hit my back
Can't front unattached raps running fast, crashed
The trucking I did wasn't for nothing
Blast something when under assumption
Trash bags covered it up brush and dust it
I crushed and blunderbussed it
No corruption in ones dealt under the covers
Chapel stood against wonder, thunder
Crumbling summers
Desert drier killed the land
Death inspired wilted hands
Plans of running through the sand
Never retire when you build the land
Petty buyers dealt the blow
Rest assure what's next your home
Texting quotes, private buying built the guilt again
Spilt milk filled wooden chips with sin
Wind spins fire flying into pen
Prices up again
The weeping eyes of The Virgin Mary stared into my chest
Keep me kind, deep inside
The urn keeps urging that urgency would be beating death
You can keep the depth
Believe me ima say peace when breath
Beached the heft of sudden stress
Wondered if I could be rummaging through the mess of naturalistic tests
Grab from the right
Asking if there's a next, crash through the light
The body bag covered in stripes
Raised high
The mumbling that keeps wandering minds alive
Psyche, I know the light there
You gotta write
Get the right stare