1.3.2.4. go. Ohhh at the well Well sure half full still Deepest of sub-jeks. Losing my focus. I'm opening my eyes at the gospel Village your evolution of mind-bending burning faster alive with heartbeat percussion depression takes home dirty honesty on the street being this giant one by one pieces till the longest weekend Life came without a warning With dark clouds tryinta forming The Storm is just us coming Future notwithstanding Take me, take my hand My love's the only thing that's still the real thing Elevate stagnating corpse brides coursing stride wise with fine times magnus opus open focus pin the doors wide and what's inside magnaite mongrels supporting waistrels smellin salesman wound up dead on the beach Find me defendin This love shit is Never endin Ohhhh wheeee what's Where when how I'm why Ohhhh wheeee you, me Life came without a warning Them bad mad clouds forming The Storm is just us coming Future notwithstanding Take me, take my hand My love's the only thing that's real still the real thing Find minding the sign that turns me left the best success is met the last success we felt in the melt of pots whose duress are closed because God said so or whatever he thinks he should be Just try me your best friend You'll find me no endin Find me defendin This love stuff still Never endin Elevate stagnating corpse brides coursing stride wise with fine times magnus opus open focus pin the door and what's inside magnaite mongers supporting wastrels smelling salesman washed dead up on the beach Find me defendin This love shit is Never endin It's fine see? You. And. Me.
