Savior Monroe - The Rip paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson The Rip - Savior Monroe



Cluttered brain waves, vision impaired goals
Inertia can't wait, digital rare gold
Dirt and the waves break, physical air holes
Churches are made safe, pity for their souls
Broken images, created by a vulgar penmanship
Imaginary like the miracle you hope on wishing list
Parallel realities the fabric broke dimensions with
Planetary plutonium minus photosynthesis
Metal head, the button and the lever red
Until the 1% are never dead
Hacking frequencies intelligence is Medjed
To the point they turning your true redemption to red dead
The satellites track the stars in the saddest night
It's more science than anti Christ and the after life
They pay the rights to make a life with the Aelites
It takes a lie to erase a lie when your paper right, say goodnight
By the time the stimulation reach the populist
Trying to erase the situation of apocalypse
Our reality could be adjacent to metropolis
Amazing as acropolis or aging like necropolis
A narcoleptic who tryna create a contraceptive
Insomniatic erratic until the body deadened
The woman's womb a tomb that's God body breaded
And don't play outside, my God's mommy said it
When I wake up from sleep paralysis
I eat my half a rib and drink from chalices
Align my crown and put my feet in balances
Communicate with people with unique imbalances
Compromise data tryna read the averages
And hope we parallel when I seek analysis
Try to understand as I peep your narrative
Until we disconnected like defeat in marriages
That's my everyday struggle, No Joe Budden
A star couldn't replace what happened so sudden
So even if I make a mill in the industry
It wouldn't feed a meal to the ill in my inner beast
You only amplify whatever you kept inside
You will never defy whatever the rest have tried
Steady seek a reply from whoever beta God
Until the speaker deny whoever you say is God
So when the sky rages, and the hype fade its
Nothing like you been reading on all your white pages
You can light sages, pray to the white mages
You'll never be saved by any white Saviors
I, lies morale boosted ignite braveness
Eyes rise, oral moving to light greatness
Put power in my voice til the mic faded
Put the power in my voice til my life fade its



Writer(s): Savard Fondren


Savior Monroe - Lost Innocence Awakening
Album Lost Innocence Awakening
date de sortie
08-02-2019




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