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Jan 2012
And My minds over matter...
Cuz Im here in out of space...
I float in grey matter..
theres no air in this place...
but i breathe...
Understand me I still breathe...
Lungs fill and colapse...
regular sequence of attack...
So that obviously means,
I was never human to begin...
So can I make you believe
you had an angel as a friend...
Protection like no other...
Your perfect lil brorther...
cuz from up here
I can control Your Bigger brother...
A deeper breed of lover...
Cuz i can see it all...
but with no gravity I can save you from the fall...
Mind over matter..
this should be your chase..
Make your life better...
Free your self from this place..
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
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