Sing a song six pants, penny for your thoughts
mind is feelin fresh friends, many tv brought
plenty tv solds, sell them to the poses
graceful of soldiers, danger is rogues
suckle over head
A maze full of cobras, better wait till its over
TRUTH
dont wait till it's over, it's never too late
turn the page over, over and out, out with the over
talking the vulgar.!. Get a mouth full of oasis
cover my ears in peace and exposure
peeps, wrestle with the greeks from the west to the east
east to the leaf not to believe, break free from the culture
Sending waves out, came out from the ocean
playtime is over, mom away now, roll to the truth
unfold to the news, never on my own, I'm rolling with zeus
THUNDERS AND LIGHTENING BOLTS COMING THROUGH...
I look up to the sky every evening, smile for no reason, in every season,
too many faiths to believe in, what is the true meaning? x3
Fanatasme gloria, galore the same story yah
before what a war, same picture on the wall
its time to change it, go back to basics
start with blank pages manifest creation
combine with the divine mind, on the inhalation
toast whine with most high, so fly on this earth spinning
mundane plane but you still find me grinning
minna mice live in silence upon these spaceful some guidance
pioneer science in his purest form, take a ride on unicorns
on the move to source
reborn in the storm of this earth birth
find my true worth, under the dirt
around the block and back
fictions turns to facts
lost in translation
found a bout a map
tracing my tracks, saying chat
we bring the light back, but the shine's too bright
we close the eyes, open sesame
the better cessities, a fair request
air for the breathe, the rest is history
Well and truly blessed by the mysteries...
Music written and composed by High Breed
Song Lyrics copied for audience use by Benjamin Ganesh
misinterpretations may be edited.
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