His teeth are furred
And cleanse with hands to hunt and hold
The sun divides
Imagined leaves
A shelter while I sleep
There are many years
To cloud my mind
But no burden
It's heavy like a tipping load
Early day
On a bloodied patch
Only noise and brick surround
Tradition sinks
In the soil here
As a rock is swallowed in the mud
The polluted skin
Of my brittle earth
It keeps the bleeding at bay
This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me
My spirit has rearranged
Crippled, dampened, lame
As it goes
The syrup fills my eyes
The days faces fade to black
And I don't feel
And I can't fight
For my home anymore
Anymore
And I return to an open land
Where bloods blanket shielded me
This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me
My spirit has rearranged
Crippled, dampened, lame
It's a early rise His teeth are furred And cleanse with hands to hunt and hold The sun divides Imagined leaves A shelter while I sleep There are many years To cloud my mind But no burden It's heavy like a tipping load Early day On a bloodied patch Only noise and brick surround Tradition sinks In the soil here As a rock is swallowed in the mud The polluted skin Of my brittle earth It keeps the bleeding at bay This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me My spirit has rearranged Crippled, dampened, lame As it goes The syrup fills my eyes The days faces fade to black And I don't feel And I can't fight For my home anymore Anymore And I return to an open land Where bloods blanket shielded me This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me My spirit has rearranged Crippled, dampened, lame Explain Request ×
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