painted the sky for seconds [Chorus] Back to my brain like my brain is a home While I roll with the fame I still aim at the throne All my peers all sleep
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fragments painted the sky for seconds [Chorus] Back to my brain like my brain is a home While I roll with the fame I still aim at the throne All my peers all sleep
sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go to sleep [x14] Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground
prophecies man it's too much for my stubbornness, I hate the people runnin' shit now if you sleep at ground o below, wishing you peaceful sleep where
someone you imagine Close your eyes This is your lullaby Close your eyes This is your lullaby He can feel his skin like a prison Like a dying cage he
Strange stain paint on the page blazing the purple Main dames holding my thang-thangs in their purses Handcuffs to holding tanks, cages in Kirkland Faces
cage A cell painted in grey And someone made us believe that grey is okay Oh, we were like sheep led to the slaughter Never mind what's going on Oh, a grain of sand among
: Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I'm scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of
