pachakutíc colin jost şarkı sözleri

Slaughtering the furthering of larger things Harkening the summoning of histories Persephone and Me cannot defenestrate Decidedly they Decree - Humiliate Slaughtering the furthering of larger things Harkening the summoning of histories Persephone and Me cannot defenestrate Decidedly they Decree - Humiliate Born twice on the seventeenth Heaven never lets me speak But I took the guidance of the God that lies inside of me Nightly I confide in thee Never hear a second peep Because she is the only one Who ever wants to hear the dreams Scheming how I make her mine While I do they make their minds How do they eliminate The one who they hate seeing shine I'm tryna to be a higher being As I hit the bedroom ceiling Feeling like I never left The morning of the lamb they're killing Slaughtering the furthering of larger things Harkening the summoning of histories Persephone and Me cannot defenestrate Decidedly they Decree - Humiliate Dealing double cards On the shuffle of the gods Underwater like the pawns On the wrong side of the dons Didn't grow up with my moms Though it did a lil harm I had to learn to be like me And deal with the alarms There's only so much charm In the heart of one who's gone Though matter fact, she made it back I'm still feeling alone While tryna to be a higher being As I hit the bathroom ceiling Feeling like I never left The morning of the calf they're killing Slaughtering the furthering of larger things Harkening the summoning of histories Persephone and Me cannot defenestrate Decidedly they Decree - Humiliate Standing here and fighting ghosts But it's just me and I am toast Maybe I'm the one who's dead And this body's just a host In the day we used to boast Gonna travel coast-to-coast Now i'm trying to survive As other people do the most Running, tryna past the post Missing Honey's Sunday roast Can I be a better man While envious of Colin Jost Let me be a higher being As I hit another ceiling Feeling like I never left The morning of the man they're killing Let me be a higher being As I hit another ceiling Feeling like I never left The morning of the man they're killing
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