HYMN

Get well soon, sick of it all

Search engine on, looking for God

Telescope now had to look for

Green in the yard, the sun and the stars

Eyeside trouble from watching the news

Mind on rerun the old blank hustle

This episode by burn in hell productions

Always doin’ the most at doin’ nothin’

Hate the bait champ, believe what you wanna

The block was hot way before the first day of summer

Bright eyes, daydream and a physics class

Out the front door with a visit pass

Engine man, and it named back since

Still got good sense

And dreams of a 99 Civic six in the [?] with the animal print

Now to cause to the backroad

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Ice cold, I’ll set for smoke

The hand of his gun and the clock, yeah

Bright back, feel the glow

Didn’t hold tight and let it go

Little shawty no chill, no cool to lose

Standing in the shade, sweating to his shoes

How many views? Wind that blow ooze

I’m confused

How many views?

So, what you gon’ do?

How many views?

So to blow ooze

You’re confused?

So, who’s on the hope?

Death and life

Death and life

Some things death can’t kill

This is what death don’t kill, life!

This is what death can’t kill

They set the world at your feet

[?] are murdered in the street

Dog to the feel, dogs to the widrom

Spooks on the wheel, thrill, thrill, thrill, thrill

This is what death can’t kill

This is what death can’t kill

This is what death can’t kill, life!