When you look inside yourself you fit the frame just like everyone else.
Cancer and black holes. I am and i never will.
Cancer and black holes. I am and i never will.
It's all politics, it's all poly ticks
Are swarming inside my head, inside my heart, back and back and forth again.
I am and i never will be a prophet because prophets need testing too.
Messianic tendencies have gotten to me.
Seeds we sow.
It's very. it's very, it's extra ordinary when my friends carry their own crosses i carry their crosses too.
Burden, blood is on their sister's hands.
Sisters and her blisters.
We're all exchanging glances for fashions.
Jul 31, 2011
Jul 31, 2011 at 1:09 PM UTC
When you look inside yourself you fit the frame just like everyone else.
Cancer and black holes. I am and i never will.
Cancer and black holes. I am and i never will.
It's all politics, it's all poly ticks
Are swarming inside my head, inside my heart, back and back and forth again.
I am and i never will be a prophet because prophets need testing too.
Messianic tendencies have gotten to me.
Seeds we sow.
It's very. it's very, it's extra ordinary when my friends carry their own crosses i carry their crosses too.
Burden, blood is on their sister's hands.
Sisters and her blisters.
We're all exchanging glances for fashions.
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