Bubble

I had a few other waters, sorta, reality can order My life was at stake like bills when they cook on water But I was in the bubble, I saw some other struggle cnd as I saw the water creep in, I test my muscles It overstays my cover, all adaptive waters come across the mountain Shutterly butler, what I dub a better scream Scuffle was a hurt, it's like goddamn You first, others see us like I got dropped in cll the pressure from my sound up, my fanny hands can pound up c life from that I have to build up the ground Now this sounds tough, how we shift the way I think Left another situation, it's a optical sync cnd the slow motion sound projects is what I think So to the ones I'll never see, we tell a path to complain We splash through the cougars Flashbacks to bad cracks and schoo-yars It's the way that we move on cnd the dream is alike with the moon-yar We splash through the cougars Flashback to bad cracks and schoo-yars It's the way that we move on cnd the dream is alike with the moon-yar Like a pussy, fella down a pussy If they never knew me then come on down Like the prices fight the law, stretches spot on it now The most I think them they will die for I pray until the sky falls So I know what they cry for, it's all around the pointless In the world in which we cease to exist Do these and misunderstood but like the keys that I give Shift yet to the bottom of forming No much to come or show me It is my soul which is another end of the storming I speak the case with glory, who twenty thousand forty Who let me know that this is second chance to make them sorry To bring it all together, raise your relations better Sitting in the moment wise, don't watch the morning turn away The reason is the pressure that I am drifting by Thinking funny how the fish will fly or else whisk me dry The back of the queue, the life is bigger than my city guard cnd that's the girls who have the moon in the sky We splash through the cougars Flashback to bad cracks and schoo-yars It's the way that we move on cnd the dream is alike with the moon-yar I'm thinking this for low air minions with low air flows I'm making new chairs to move into nowhere I back pack with low gear I'm going to show the fields of the sea Because I gotta automate the flow here Tell them of my old years Spaces I can no hear who act play Toss the man calm but I get no chairs I hitchhike on humpbacks Finding me some context Everything I do more than the world is on the come back Don't want to rise to this and I'm just stuck in that cloud Stuck in the moment if I run there's something short to get out Blind faith is what I do so I can figure it out Though I can feel the life I cannot see no lights I'm out We've been living life inside of my moon We've been living life inside of my moon We splash through the cougars Flashback to bad cracks and schoo-yars It's the way that we move on cnd the dream is alike with the moon-yar