i wake to find the morning quite different from the last time i check
never known for small steps in a world fashioned to hinder me
independent with sentiment to vent, any frustration
tired of the lust station
started making art to make the heart part, feel better with every ark
like an aardvark medium size
keep with the dark
all a part of the frantic need to manage a slower rush
before the bruise and cuts catch up
like shoot then cuff messed up
- heart palpitate
i could of been erased the same
-just another name slane from the color change
trying to rise above but always feel the tug below
if i make it out
how far to reach before i know
can i really make a difference when the mode of change is written on a instant message buried in the cross exchange
attack on everything and anyone not hunkered down
leak a breath and the autonomous will hunt for sound
hook
trials and tribulations
define assimilation
divine or just a vagrant
the mind is just a play pin
- any way we on this planet till the day ends
another breath expelled just a way to weigh in
credits
from Empty Thoughts,
released February 10, 2017
track produce by 247
lyrics by 247 & Love Space
video directed by Justine Spinoza
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