It's like cream button the womb
you don't know what todo
she's like an.....electric blue
and if you don't watch out she'll get to you
she's been through emotional karma
like when you do voodoo
she sits on a throne of lost souls
when thoughts from the cold insanity in-scrolls.
i brag and boast
but i will never ever get to her
no hold, deep in my minds...
of the endless...
waiting in the shadows...
Here we go
I used to be afraid
livin' on a razor blade
came toe to toe with nemesis
as if my mind unscathed
all i wanted to was bathe
in the rays of eternity
all of a sudden there was nothing
one thing botherin' me and that was
when she materialized
flat off the line
the past became the high time
i remember pushin' forward
breakin' out of confines
i never knew the truth in her side
but to her theft
one is left but a pile of ashes
she got my good
my life wasn't tat as a rag
to many intention to mention trash
suffocated in those plastic bags a blast
Yeah...
Mean while...
goes highs and lows she my...
so boys of solitude bellows
he's not my type...
Forget the spiritual
for my mind is in a black hole
no way out...
obvious not
i didnt deliberately get caught
in a flux and what not