Forgetful placement of a 1:1 ratio on the patience of a nation for the division of truth versus public statement.
Doesn't look vagrant from the inside of the cases with glass reflecting only the sharpest refraction of perfectionist variance.
I carry this like a satchel on bamboo for the train hopping poverty of I’ve got a story to tell you.
swap tales, swap goods, swap economy and focus as I ride simple steel rails to find the root of my motives
what's it look like betraying the finest 100% purity with ideals that kick up more dirt than a thousand sand spinning wheels on the grittiest of beaches of un-violated cruelty.
fool me, a tool to be, a school of education on the sourest moments of my mind in the gutter faces
face this, taste it
there’s no sensory denial on truth that perseveres on hangovers, lust, and sober mechanisms as lock box combination retires
make me a safe, make me safe, make me patient and complacent
make me a patient and latent with a cancer of morals eating at nervous cases
case-less legal consultant like the justice has outrun my finest training of privilege and caging.
they tell me to respect as it functions only on agreement with compromise the highest ideal of humanity's freedom
I cant smile sour forever on such convictions but some of these convictions make me sit questioning the wisdom of this style of cremation
I just want to shake your hand and tell you it matters. Breathe easy, dreams of freedom, when you finally taste fresh air you'll find me waiting to greet it with smiles and the finest I love you allegiance. Seems treason. Just know on the other side of these walls we wait to repair the fractured pieces.
Doesn't look vagrant from the inside of the cases with glass reflecting only the sharpest refraction of perfectionist variance.
I carry this like a satchel on bamboo for the train hopping poverty of I’ve got a story to tell you.
swap tales, swap goods, swap economy and focus as I ride simple steel rails to find the root of my motives
what's it look like betraying the finest 100% purity with ideals that kick up more dirt than a thousand sand spinning wheels on the grittiest of beaches of un-violated cruelty.
fool me, a tool to be, a school of education on the sourest moments of my mind in the gutter faces
face this, taste it
there’s no sensory denial on truth that perseveres on hangovers, lust, and sober mechanisms as lock box combination retires
make me a safe, make me safe, make me patient and complacent
make me a patient and latent with a cancer of morals eating at nervous cases
case-less legal consultant like the justice has outrun my finest training of privilege and caging.
they tell me to respect as it functions only on agreement with compromise the highest ideal of humanity's freedom
I cant smile sour forever on such convictions but some of these convictions make me sit questioning the wisdom of this style of cremation
I just want to shake your hand and tell you it matters. Breathe easy, dreams of freedom, when you finally taste fresh air you'll find me waiting to greet it with smiles and the finest I love you allegiance. Seems treason. Just know on the other side of these walls we wait to repair the fractured pieces.
