Peaking in fact that dried manure is fetching day from vent Coloured troops, vanilla fruits just flying there with no heads Giving yourself straight out to please, don't wonder. Pack your visions with hopes, dried clean, don't stumble, any hope will die in you. Thats so white. Took a bite. Balling with yet knowing nothing, Irritating reek. Fuck of the dream. Deformed might. Pacify the unright. Somewhere there your soul failed reaching Stone of will and parching sun were laughing hard. Pack your shy! Kite the dime! Selfish justice laughing hard on You, just selling pieces of your life! Hope is fired! Talking “hard and straight” diet! Somewhere there your soul had broken Shimmering will and strength are no more persistent in your bloated gut! Asking “why?” while being soaked, Part your place behind. Same place, same hope for your pile Of will, you understand. Scenery of species are stretching out. Wisdom comes in time. Awareness comes in time. Thats so white! Took a bite! Balling with yet knowing nothing Irritating fuck! Reek of the dream! Deformed might! Pacify the unright! Somewhere there your soul failed reaching Stone of will and parching sun was laughing hard!

Parking down the stream of your willingness, Take your heat and wash it right here. Reach your grace despite your intelligence. Tank with your will and heart to forget. Bezels are featured gnomes with harsh village mass, Massive fucked up shark, perfect pass. Keeping far, destroying that holo fast. Poking, dreadful, kiting upmass. Sane and undone, Picture your fall. Nimble and gone. Simply forgotten by yourself, dilemma is ahead! Cheerful and loved, Truthful with dome, Reckoned with peer, Damaged and steered (by no one). Parted with mould, Seeking for vault, Fetching your will. Give it all away, it’s not a time to be here. Wasting part of grave to deform a kid Kid of jizz and cart in your vein Anomaly, venomous guillotine Perfect, personal the same way. Parking down the stream of your willingness, Take your head and wash it right here. Reach your grace despite your intelligence. Tank with your will and heart to forget. Sane and undone, Picture your fall. Nimble and gone. Simply forgotten by yourself, dilemma is ahead! Cheerful and loved, Truthful with dome, Reckoned with peer, Damaged and steered (by no one). Parted with mould, Seeking for vault, Fetching your will. Give it all away, it’s not a time to be near here. Peace is gone, the doom is fear Fear the scourge of waves Tell me something I should know That won’t be from your games Peace is here, the waves are near Scrutinise the fiend Tell me something I should know Dilemma forms a spear Spear Spear Spear Spear

Parking lot. Someone is forced to sleep. No discussions, capitalised tiredness on/off. When is dawn of men? Saw the saw of my brain. ‘Till the vision of my child goes home and on unclaimed. Parking lot. I find the woman's grief. Scrotum’s in the pants of lie, no way it gets out from here. Stepping on the sludge, jet cream lair sees my star. Double peeking it from scratch, I love what you fear. Daydream and the cake-clean depression. Screw that pick in your head, you can solve, Someone has fault. Seamless as self. Faking your health. No one is close, you can’t get rid of the smell. Parking lot. Is there a change in me? (Nay) Hinges dancing with their thumbs, I have to join them - no wars, cause, Paralysed obsolete features of my thought. They function as my species forgot who we were. Getting ready to destress, fuck my head, fuck fuck. Take a sample of my guest, fuck my brain, shit fuck fuck. Daydream and the cake-clean depression. Screw that pick in your head, you can solve, Someone has fault. Seamless as self. Faking your health. No one is close, you can’t get enough of the smell. You say you can’t get rid of thy hail. You fake your well and see the patch of lied spliced bell. You partly live and it’s enough for your clocks to end. Disguised abrupt avail had failed.

Sickness, strength are telling me: “So sorry, we have sunk here” Is there a chance of filling me? My thought of water peels the skin off Of the possibility, from charity, polarity. Mistakenly my mind becomes a wall With no paint, feel my dirt. The stain of clean cloth on my evening dress. Some altitude is on with washed-out days (nothing’s near that here). Failed to the story - take my past. Failed to the story with unnamed harass. Failed to the story - gate the feel. Failed to the story - there’s such a fee of deal. Fake this story - fake your feels. Fake this story - fake your peel. Fake this story - fake your feels. Fake this story - fake your peels. Taking my pill. Taking my pill. Taking my pill. Take that pill.

Say, What force has been made From space and disgrace? The torn of my men. Wait, When stories are said, It’s never too fair To take it away. Why Your spirit has shine? The warning is paid With portrait in me. Cry. The ladder is vote. The farthest you go, You’ll stay on your own. Speak. To fair kill the smell. Your body is made From blanket of bait. Sly. Your cover of self, The barking, the swell, Holotaping, despaired and dwelled.

Peace is gone, the doom is fear, Fear the scourge of waves. Tell me something I should know That won’t be from your games. Peace is here, the waves are near, Scrutinise the fiend. Tell me something I should know, Dilemma forms a spear. Never talk of wide and side, You won’t feel chance of heart. Coma’s dullness freaks you out, You partly get a vow. Never fear the guilt from cart, You should be frankly sparked. Dig, dig down, go through it now, You see it coming out.