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j. september - i still believe كلمات الأغنية

weaving through branches, over-shoulder glances
shadow move dances, creep, advances
slim chances, empathogen lances
stimulant enhances, dissociative entrances
psychedelic expanses, mixtures of plants it’s
spiritual chants it’s drunken romances
gripping the canvas, thoughts on a page
stripping back layers, lost in a daze
y’know it’s more than you bargained for
hit the target more, and not the department store
need a pardon for overdose on a darkened floor
wasn’t departed or martyred or bartered for
i’m in the market for souls worth saving
from earthly enslaving, rebirth we craving
first be brave n replenish my core
emerge from the mire make a menacing roar

but i still believe…
f-cking right you know i still believe
when my soul is reaped, when i’m nine h-lls deep
talk is cheap, but be sure i still believe
(still believe)
d-mn straight you know i still believe
last words i speak, what’s next i seek
my word i’ll keep, you know i’ll still believe

tonight let me stay here a little longer
and wander the hallways of forsaken fathers
sleeplessly squander to shaken and somber
to awakened and conjure, taken beyond her
we break and we conquer in search of yonder
waist deep in water i look up and ponder
will he respond or through absence grow fonder
i must be stronger, must be earning my honor
now dasher, now dancer, now prancer and vixen
on comet, on cupid, on donder and blixem
fixing to be more than a visitor
at home in the sanctuary of the deliverers
rivers of regret reach oceans of depth
my existence encomp-ssed in motions of breath
notions of death in this blank city
overcame thus i overcome, cycles of sanct-ty

brambles and th-rns y’know i’m scrambled and torn
d-mned when i’m born, scammed and i’m worn
a vandal, forlorn, a gambler, a p-wn
scandals from cesspool demigod sp-wn
i belong in the darkness, i’m holding the light
i’m drawn to the wrong move, upholding what’s right
factors of fractured mind states fixate
you know it by now, i cling to the trait
clearing the slate, i need to get straight
unburden the weight, too much on my plate
taking the bait, searching for grace
cannot keep face, besmirching my faith
and my reputation is lost like my ident-ty
lost in revelations lost like i’m meant to be
lost i’m so mentally lost, then i’m sent to the
lost, just want to be found, lost for a century

- j september

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