I am a stone immortal
No work of erosion can seep through my cracks
Like I'm covered by the love of my mother in a Lacquer
Peep the sayings of old world negativities with a nonchalant dilemma
Riding this saddle ***** shrouded and denim and leather
You can not play the game
I will lead myself astray on a road born of dirt and blind footstep
I cannot believe or follow
I cannot fathom colors
I have a non existent black covering my gaze
Still I press
May I rest
The good die young They say
But I'm allergic to living forever
Still I am a stone immortal
Ever crack and every break you make from other stones rocks and pebbles
You will not
You can not
You couldn't even perceive to insist and persist the same or other methods to make me break
For every path that's walked I choose the one that will make me falter and dare I to attack
My stone is immortal with eyes as black as sun
Stick to me like toasted oats
I'll make it burn with poison oak
So believe me when I spit and slur my words to sound
Hear the echo less speech of kings yet to be
Then hear my roar raspy ruffled and deep
I'm a stone who can't see anyone cheap
This stone will attack the unsweeten with its iron side and pile drive
if you want the upper hand
Starve me till my saliva taste early sweet with calories all for me like the best snack or a favorite treat
I'm still the stone immortal see where I can't see the rich or cheap
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
I am a stone immortal
No work of erosion can seep through my cracks
Like I'm covered by the love of my mother in a Lacquer
Peep the sayings of old world negativities with a nonchalant dilemma
Riding this saddle ***** shrouded and denim and leather
You can not play the game
I will lead myself astray on a road born of dirt and blind footstep
I cannot believe or follow
I cannot fathom colors
I have a non existent black covering my gaze
Still I press
May I rest
The good die young They say
But I'm allergic to living forever
Still I am a stone immortal
Ever crack and every break you make from other stones rocks and pebbles
You will not
You can not
You couldn't even perceive to insist and persist the same or other methods to make me break
For every path that's walked I choose the one that will make me falter and dare I to attack
My stone is immortal with eyes as black as sun
Stick to me like toasted oats
I'll make it burn with poison oak
So believe me when I spit and slur my words to sound
Hear the echo less speech of kings yet to be
Then hear my roar raspy ruffled and deep
I'm a stone who can't see anyone cheap
This stone will attack the unsweeten with its iron side and pile drive
if you want the upper hand
Starve me till my saliva taste early sweet with calories all for me like the best snack or a favorite treat
I'm still the stone immortal see where I can't see the rich or cheap
