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yak, the atlas – renaissance lyrics

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there’s hunger in your pit
ant farm in your head
wear it like a badge of armor
anvil round your neck
lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
write my name in your palm so you never forget
put some color in those cheeks
like we’ll never get older
maybe we could learn to breathe
leave your lungs on your shoulders
instead of moving these boulders
up the hill, up the hill, up the hill
you foot the bill like you’re getting pecked out

i promise it’s worth it
the serpent might swallow you whole
fractured these souls line’em with rosegold
diamond eyes mine all they behold
whistle some heigh hoes
side stepping pine cones
travel these time zones
till im gone west like fievel
come be my disciple
any rivals wanna come step to me?

smoking on some, secret garden
darling it’s a renaissance
message from my epilogue
a portrait of me, centered wrong
really it’s our season, reaping all your f+cking confidants
anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost
i promise it’s worth it
they say perched on their stilts watch you drown
you know its bound, our blood watered down?
gamblin lives in a town town, this cities buried underneath
almost done unraveling, i’m a single string and my cat gets bored
unhinged f+ck a door, i’m wearing good sports, in this reality is distorteddddd

theres hunger in your pit
ant farm in your head
wear it like a badge of armor
anvil round your neck
lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
write my name in your palm so you never forget, never forget, never forget

smoking on some, secret garden
darling it’s a renaissance
message from my epilogue
a portrait of me, centered wrong
really it’s our season, reaping all your f+cking confidants
anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost



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