the message

Put the bud on the dresser
Sipping champagne
I don’t wait I address it
It’s bad anyway
In my peculiar shoes
Watching particular views
Silence I ain’t got shit to do with you
Throwing bands in the restroom
How to complain?
So high in the bathroom
How do I escape?
Due to my heart I will lose
Too much love for tunes
Say all that shit then walk a day in my shoes

Like a night rider
Still in the skyscraper sippin cider
Still rocking trues and still a survivor
Getting shit now just wait for my arrival, wait for my arrival

Yeh, wait for my arrival

Feared but revered I never took but a soul
Silence at last with my diamond girl
Four hands on the wheel still swerving the lanes
Even two eyes see as one when it rains
Pain, pain its all the same
Red hair flows like blood in the drain
And love flows wildly like stain to distain
Darkness unfolds but my soul doesn’t play

Put the bud on the dresser
Sipping champagne
I don’t wait I address it
It’s bad anyway
In my peculiar shoes
Watching particular views
Silence I ain’t got shit to do with you
Throwing bands in the restroom
How to complain?
So high in rhe bathroom
How do I escape?
Due to my heart I will lose
Too much love for the tunes
Say all that shit then walk a day in my shoes

And particular views (demo vers.)

Junkie lifestyle

Beaming

Hurt (Prod Burg1000)

here again

strangers again but with memories

running clouds

whisper (Interlude)

empty shell

out of touch

smoke crack make music
It’s all freestyle

the message

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