school project #01 inst.

Blowtorch 
When you break near 
Who to Reap of your body
you’ll burn like rubber 
Is a love like fire 
When I’m down your ears 
While my own best friend 
Laid with all 3 summers 
Only me you no stunner yo 
Stare the man down then let it go 
Getting to quiet with the light on 
Dragon ball Kai with chyron 
Know she can’t ride my Flygon 
You dont know how high on 

Draco boy you is insect 
555 kickback like he Insec 
That’s charming 
That’s evil 
I kneel as 
Audacious 
I excel in a pantomime flesh 
And the bullets that press 
Into imitations 
Im the hell in a Heaven type bless 
Where the hearted find rest 
And the oil is sacred 
Tres
3 
Why do we know my soul 
Tres 
Me 
How you’re gonna bring low 
Awh
Breeze 
But Trinity will blow that load 
Guess 
See 
Does the evidence block your mode? 

Hersey
Am I supposed to split the pigeons 
From the Pharisees
You could try to clip the ribbon on my energy 
But you may have to pray a lot 
To eat it edibly   
Ha ha 

Take off the sexy clothes 
Wear the cloths 
sacks of roses 
Turn back in do si do 
Crush the cobra 
And Hope 

For now they’re lullabies 
Wake and weep 
Child of mind 
God has his plans for you 

How could you run from me 
Suddenly 
Something was wrong with me 
Or I’m not appealing 
To stay with so comfortably 
You don’t see my face 
Just my voice 
There’s a place 
That I’d grace you 
With images 
Rest on your faith 
With a body of earth 
For the visage 
Someone’s above me 
I’m glad your coming 
For fixing it 
But promise me 
If you leave 
Heart will break pieces
Of world 
How could you leave em behind 
Just to  mess with a girl 
I Hate it so much  
That I made Jesus the king of the world 
His Grace is sufficient 
But I know you came for a whirl 
And I’d kill you twice 
At the time 
That you leave him 
For real 
Homes where the heart is and 
That where the evils for real 
My love if you think it’s a joke 
You won’t get the appeal 

Wist
of inlets
Ghosts 
of field of 
all 
my friends How 
many 
are real 
Blessed 
in the 
breath 
Of a mind 
to keep 
God I get 
so
lost of the 
things that we 
want 

Copper 
Keep sauced 
On a sizzled light beam 
Trust in our harms 
We do everything clean 
Spirit excels 
When the body breaks down 
All of my fear for you 
Lord I’m so mild 
Shakes 
Iris at my neck 
She taint the lakes 
But I try to triple threat it 

But the message is a saint 

I just get the texts 
And know it’s praise 
You plant truth in the soil 
I just confess it  
Lighting flash is on the toil 
Of taken questions 
If I try you for the 
dead and their directions 
Then I’ll be slain 
Within the bodies 
Where it’s sexless 
You should know 
They’ll steal them anyways 
But don’t you dare 
To leave me anyway 
Don’t you dare
to leave him anyway  
Don’t you dare destroy it 
any day 
Don’t you dare betray this fated place

thresh (inst.)

joy revision new master tackle

(Lyrics) 

Six ways to Sunday 
Dragging me down 
Don’t look at me now dear 
Let it devour me 
High up but I ain’t like to be too 
Geeked 
I can see the spirits as they high jack me
Feeling so much love I lost my controller 
Way too dark when my heart beats on solar 

It is how I’m wired?
When everything’s dependent on me…
I wanna look better 
Till I break us up 
And she kiss like Judas 
When he raise a cup 
Am I a God to say:
“Satan’s never better than me”
Baby I would have to die to be out of your league 
But Jesus, he needed more me 

I can’t wait 
for one to rely on 
Leaves me lone 
Wanna God-Test the Python 
Intercept our codes 
Asking “why God” 
Give up Ghost 
Lets bygones 
Be bygones 

Still it’s all automatic at a green light 
If she ride 
Pray to god we try to read right 
But I can’t lie 
Sex don’t really feed right 
But it’s all I really think about 
To be like 

I won’t give my best 
Even if I held her close 
She’ll never be like you 
And you do your worst 
To show me 
How I feel when I run from the truth 

(I’m afraid of what I write 
I always try to find the edge 
Of what hurts and what heals 
But it seems I’ve separated myself 
She was all I wanted 
But maybe it was the mixed signals I was looking for 
To validate an artform that could 
Steal people from the devil 
The people who crave love 
And have been abandoned by it 
They looked in the wrong places 
And I started to imagine 
If we, you and I 
Were the wrong places as well 
Am I close to you by being far 
Am I loving you through neglect
What was it like to have death forced upon you 
After you were shown the 2nd highest of loves? 
This dichotomy of Joy 
Perhaps is why I fear perceiving 
These voices 
These feelings 
It’s like I can’t control them)


There’s no thing I’ll want
That I’ve already lost 
Make exceptions for me 
I’ll reach with my arms 
Girl it breaks my heart 
was it evil to be 
I’m no longer in need 
I can save myself

Can I? 

You could say a thousand words
And I would stay in my own curse 
Cull myself in “love me firsts” 
And Turn my back on how you hurt 
Only just to hurt myself 
And try to bother no one else 
Justify the way you felt 
When I’m convinced I’m someone’s hell 

Rages in the rain 
Pistol whip the shame 
This worship doesn’t feel real to me 
Always do the most 
Always did the most 
Pick and choose in this or not at all 
Sweating rainbow steam 
Ice was underneath 
Callous bodies 
For the day the hand 
Was about a thousand pounds 
42 were down 
White enamel in my right hand 

Easy now 
How many loves 
Do you leave without 
Recognize inside your eyes
So deep in black 
Like my state of mind 
But what if they’re like me 
And God was in between us 
And saw that he was pleased 
would She look at Jesus 
Or only look at me 
Easy now 
How many loves 
Do we leave without?

Joy dichotomy

IF I WALK IN WOULD I FALL MASTER

my lovers, two planks of wood. (inst.)

laughter of god (lofi ver.)

laughter of god ( master inst.)

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completed bookmarks, no quotations:
The WISDOM OF CHRIST 
“BOOK OF JOHN” 

I have become like them 
Duties to an amicable persona 
Lying to them and drawing the truth in me 
Becoming totally self centered with love alone 
The blindness of mind 
I suffer it 
In the coming home, alone 
To those whom God will allow me to confide in 
I have not one 
If it was as simple as talking about the future 
How lovely would it be 
But my body would love along with my soul and spirit 
And sensuality would seek to defile every remembrance 
For I have now known too much 
To not suffer assured consequence for sin 
Being called to bereave the* body into an androgynous one 
Even the sanctification of copulation 
Covered by grace 
Is not mine to abuse 
To indoctrinate that which is not my own
For this is a womb I cannot fit into 
There is nothing hidden 
That will not be revealed 
To whom is the secrets disclosed of the new generation? 
Where the home is The Father’s good image? 
That I may say unto myself: 
To never tarnish the flesh that accuses? 
Where are the siblings whom I love 
That in temperament would cross over to the truth
—-
I look for her in a relative consistency 
But the health thereof* is dependent on walking in faith 
Showcase what makes you beautiful 
But know surely, confidence is not necessary for me to uplift 
I laughed when I was lead to a “no dumping” sign 
It has at least 3 meanings 
instruction for a simultaneous understanding of “them” 
Do you want something? 
Fast. 
One day, two days, three, so on 
Even intermittent if God permits only a timeframe 
Ask in whatever place you can capably hear the voice  
Whether it be in room with door shut in prayer 
Or detailing a walk 
It helps 
Do not be downcast 
But hide your exhaustion 
Unless asked 
Something I’ve been asked to do more often 
And am reluctantly doing today 
This in itself is a secret place 
With a door to open and shut 
—-
I read my Bible in silence 
Contrasting my childishness 
The merry side of myself 
That clowns around in class 
I have given up the idea of deciding for myself 
Who is suitable to be friends with 
And instead 
Sat next to those who are outcasts 
Who? 
The Mentally odd 
The socially unattractive 
Through my actions 
People would show up and sit with me as I read 
This turned into an act of the great commission 
Starting a group of currently 9 people 
To meet up and talk about God 
Teaching about the way that I learned 
Sharing doctrine that is unique to my testimony 
For this start, they are all artists and producers 
I’m wanting to teach how to blend in a secular environment 
All the while rejecting it 
That music isn’t a case of “box 1, or box 2” 
But is the spirit behind it 
What is done in secret, compiled with the delivery of sin being in strength and weakness, and not pleasure and ignorance 
Reading Romans first for this 
Because of its composite description of grace

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