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from the cradle to the tomb something, something - here I boom the thoughts in your head are your only threat get rid of those what’s left? who knows discovering the purpose no limits, no “no”s i am the vortex flow where it flows at the tip of it, woooh! if not us, who knows no shame no clothes light a blunt here it goes the unstoppable flows riding by you little hoes i’m coming for your neck wrapped in this thread turn the lights before you close after the head and empty clothes hear it calling in my bones says one who thinks he knows death is with you it always shows whispers blow it’s time to go no life to spend on fear. too slow i need my time lived out in full
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Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 5:49 AM UTC
cradle to the tomb
from the cradle to the tomb something, something - here I boom the thoughts in your head are your only threat get rid of those what’s left? who knows discovering the purpose no limits, no “no”s i am the vortex flow where it flows at the tip of it, woooh! if not us, who knows no shame no clothes light a blunt here it goes the unstoppable flows riding by you little hoes i’m coming for your neck wrapped in this thread turn the lights before you close after the head and empty clothes hear it calling in my bones says one who thinks he knows death is with you it always shows whispers blow it’s time to go no life to spend on fear. too slow i need my time lived out in full
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22/M/The Connected World
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 5:49 AM UTC
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