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a7pha - how far lyrics

[verse 1: doseone]
to implode formally, alone and cordially
or bang it out and allow world absorb more of me
sight shorted, he expects some other outcome
from the same distorted feed
already angled to album and anonymity
tangle of crank volume and productivity
night drip quickless
vice grip depicting my micsmith is eclipsing[?]
the capacity for who’s still listening
for the sound of the skull whispering
stock plans for an elaborate avalanche
once drawn by now+gone hands
down to the very last dead man
frozen, down to the very last omen
down to the swole white coals of your intelligence quotient
aim for the quiet the dope opens
by explode into coping, murmuring a hopeful old slogan
about drinking the right potion and rules that are best left broken
and that bear you’ve been poking won’t stay in slow motion
these demons are [?] whole lot of feelings you dare bear hand holding
all while [?] holding knives, you’re the vulnerable type
under a hundred miles of ice
living your best still life
like skull, bread, and blossom in a slice of blood moonlight
i try[?]
dreaming my anxiety and trying to see that sh+t quietly part of me

[verse 2: mestizo]
never said i’ll criticize hypnotize
put aside all the hidden (?)
let me know your tears are turned to pride and pushing towards a wiser way
give in the pressure prize of being alive
i wanna be where the water ain’t tainted
i wanna be where the air tastes sweet
i wanna be where the wild things grow
i wanna be where heaven and earth meet
long gone are the days of my devils dancing
[?] asking with no compassion
and the bitter ways know no when
and the thirst for the soul is never questioned

so i keep smashing gavel and hammer, crafting outlasting
covering ground, making tracks, but they haven’t been found
wreckage left for dead and then salvage the sound
treasure buried in the head, malnourished, but how come the foul flourish?
the fear itch, but its breath only fueled by belief
subordinate bow in service and only scratch the surface
saking nails[?]; how absurd, chasing tails
and only solidarity known for breaking spells
he who obey and look the other way
might as well dig a cave and suffer in cell
blessed is a fish out of water, find a shelter under a sh+ll
in a ditch for the author who wrote with a purpose a version of h+ll
cursing earth, just creating another version of himself
i wish you well, i wish you would get to know yourself
fl!cker in the sun like the mineral that you are
and swim amongst the sea until your bitterness is ajar
and puts an end to this misery
how far?
i try[?]
dreaming my anxiety and trying to see that sh+t quietly part of me

- a7pha lyrics

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