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deca - salome كلمات الأغنية

[intro: voice sample]
one, two, three, four

[verse 1]
i fell in love with this fish she got caught in my mesh
treadin’ water on the surface of the bottomless depths
i guess a diamond’s nothing but a rock with a name
took it to the pawn shop off of providence lane
the song’s solemn
sweet, sinful, serpentine
dug a ditch for my severed head and fled the murder scene
saw me makin’ progress
saw me do my thing
subtle magic that could turn a peasant to a king
saw me drift gently down a stream in a dream state
and reawaken with a child’s smile and a clean slate
say something
touch a nerve
make a mean face
we would argue every day for a week straight
they say it’s all for the best
i don’t disagree
she’s throwin’ shit at me
i’m screamin’ like kid capri
sweet misery
physically sick
heedless
let me live my life how i see fit

[chorus]
i saw the light that day
like we don’t ever have to live our life that way
salome, lead me down the right pathway
take my head, watch the light cascade
you suffer, you cope
you move, you shake
you fall in and out of love
you play the game
you make mistakes
you split, you break
you find what you’re lookin’ for and move on
new day, new dawn
you were gone too long

[verse 2]
love is a very strange thing
amputate the limb it’s infected with gangrene
my queen shook me out a dream
something’s out of place
she said, “it’s for the best…”
and vanished without a trace
we’re all tryna’ to self-awaken
or let ourselves go
self-medicate
self-indulge
and self-loathe
i was somewhere in the second circle when hell froze
lost all control of self
moving in stealth mode
right place, right time
bright lights, white lines
everything’s great
everything’s great
clean slate
drifting gently down a stream
dream state
everything’s great
everything’s great
you’re a universe
but you don’t know your own depth
time we shed our old flesh
and covetousness
we’re in the home stretch
some people got heads like olmecs
and hollow eyes for crows to peck
’til the eagle dies a slow death
i’m makin’ progress
see me do my thing
subtle magic that could turn a peasant to a king
see me drift gently down a stream in a dream state
and reawaken with a child’s smile and a clean slate

- deca

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