NEW VERSE - beat produced by Meco lyrics: whirlwinds as the world spins i curb then i recur with more bottles even though deep down i know i might not see tomorrow ironic, cause thats probably why, im purgin sobriety is a far see/farci, im (speakin) persian like monogamy on maury, im lost, who closed the curtains? oh yeah, probably myself what probably might help, is oh yeah, probably myself breathing gets harder as i swallow devils water, the stressors are rainin down on my chest like a suit in a room that can send you to tombs, i rest i need it, its freedom, like how i got weeded, but now its on the shelf im still speedin to eden, but cannot see it, cause i am seein evil as wealth but every evening theres reason for seeking a meaning to use what i have left
Posted on: Tue, 03 Jun 2014 18:10:29 +0000