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singodsuperior - the elevens كلمات الأغنية

leaving the harbor air that’s toxic
while harboring bad visions, the penultimate topic
the light has gone away with my strained optics
rem the best way to stop the bile stoppage
inside to the side unseen still phobic
the walls now wail with energy that’s anomic
unloading to get loaded the only motive
locked into focus and yet i’m so open

deceased and diseased with a head full of bees
naggin for sevens at the strike of eleven
ahead of the day i want to flee
all for the best doing more with less
i digress from the stress i need to address
but confess i compress excess that leaves me possessed
that’s a stretch
my arm for reserve to remain reserved for pain
the rain to keep me sane
or frack something reactive to only maintain
or for my sake frack into a fractal to make earths quake
either or that would make my earth quake

- singodsuperior

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