Wait til all bones protrude You're con-vexed, you're convert There's a stain on your shirt Semi-sweet, semicide The remorse you can't hide Now we molt past our skin And make room to begin Symmetry You must work in symmetry You must earn their empathy Symmetry You must work in symmetry You must earn their empathy Down down cities fall down on me The final chrysalis Self-controlled consciousness Now it feels imminent Done for your benefit
“There’s no room for angels in our heaven…” shout out to all my fellow Soldiers without Borders and Diamond Dogs out there representing for M.S.F and Outer Heaven.
Anyone in 3089?? 😅 I'm kinda late 😅😅, this hits harddd thoo🔥🔥, is this what ppl in 2024 where listening too, anyways our songs in 3089 are trash, 😒 maybe I should go back to 2024 🔥🌟😼😼 I'm just a LIL late, nothin js like 1980 years late 💪🏼✌🏼🤷🏼♀️🥲💀
