Sunday

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Alright so I was writing again. You know what I do, I make a loop, I write to that loop. This right here is basically I think easy to decipher. It’s talking about… well you figure it out…

only a matter uh time for we make it to the finished line
sitting here lookin a picture of your flawless design
been workin the mines for a long time, a long wait
diggin in the crates, needle down deliverin fate…
what does it take to make the voices stop echoin
I’m trynah get settled in… black is what the pot kettled them
Excedrin, or music soothin savage beast
midnight run cut brief, infiltrated by the thought police
call me logan slowly downloading, mp3 endcoding
hard drive, wise exploding expose-in truth…
caught up in the grooves, amused by your muse
where they say the grass is greener it’s actually brown…
it’s underground, is what I have found
and for that fact I’m in love with her sound…

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