Текст песни Feb Fourth - Mr. Wildenfree

What's on the other side of Desire?
I transpire out the state of victimhood
I've rewired
No retiring from the finer things
Designer dreams
Not talkin bout a label on clothes
I speak of process

Not yet not ever shall I give up
Cause I got next
Conflict internally cathartic to conquest
Besting of the beast inside of me I better breathe
I believe in the beauty reaped
From sown seeds of the grim reapers

Life seeker though
I glean the glow & peep the flow
It ebbs & goes cyclical
Simple grows sycamores
And dandelion roots
Nature is Truth as manifest
Here I stretch
Arms wide hips open how I'm stroking the pen
Metaphorically cause tapping screens
Is what I've seen
& abstractions subtract
That's what the future brings

So in the Flooring 20s
Brain matter meets the circuit boards
Neuralink me, I'll never bore

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