Grandloves

Take all the little things away,

Seek all the dimensions that stray

from my obstacles in me with wood and carpet

tries, in stirring need the hops

that left its guard down

Waking up is easy but you’re breaking my roll,

flee system?

I’m gonna feel it but you’ve flown

with the shame of another thing

I’m in love with truth, sick and tired of this youth

And thinking that you’ve fallen

but you’re stone when you’re holding me

I’ll come in a sewn bodice of your whistling skin,

[??] far from your bristling chin

Keep all my secrets in the trinket dead over noire?

Take what you want make it, make it sacramental

I’m in love with truth,

sick and tired of this youth

Want it to be easy, but

I’m queasy at the thought of it

I don’t need no proof,

no look at ya’ll no cus the truth

To know it as the same way

of that feeling, walkin over me.

…of mentoring court of… beneath my … closet scum … spread makeup

My poor lungs are now finish went out and started?

[03:03.96][03:00.36][02:56.12][02:51.74]I’m just sick of this,

[03:05.28][03:01.40][02:57.61][02:52.99]I’m sick of that, i’m not just holding back

I’ll stick red toothpicks in my dirt filled heart,

Me and earth, the sacred lot of you and every seed man

See that visual?

You are invincible; you’re holding four halos on