I need your hands to heal me again
The halls of justice once painted green
The wark of rockets have come undone
Lightness in a world dipped in white
Sophisticated words that don't appeal
And loss of state is the fact
That I've given it my best
They say give it more
I said 440 mill be enough
The wretched that hath come
Through pundits and tunics
staring at Mona Lisa's that have
Sprayed similar to endless nuns
He surpasses the fear of birds
Through all his brothers have
Suffered while being in a position of being
Restless amongst all of satans headstorms
But I need your hands to heal me again
To bring me forth to take the light and end
Words wallowing in the pits bright as the birds
Kick in the angels to be the digestive succumbed
To be just a bunch of racist beginnings in a jumble
A hurdle massive she would seek if she could
Do it alone well who the fuck exited her night
Nobody so here I am
Your hands your hands your hands they welter
Shelter those birds have my fear for I am the hunger
In a open day when all towns close past just a funky long weekend damn hell yeah whoa yo whoa
Take my hand we off to never never land
Babies scroll with one eye open wrapped
Parcelled up please escape escape to somewhere
It be sad to see his map so poor
reach the outskirts of filth and maybe a dive into the reflective shadows is at hand so pundits tell me
Again will I be denied or freed as you and me
See more dirty monas moaning in pleasure filled agony
Busting the deep right out of town
Right out of town will the hands of justice hear
Or is hearing all that's put my stalkers of yesterday
That wrote books and triggered through the timeless
Kisses so passionate so sweet to her navel to see
In turmoil they receive flaunting their lips that's at the right end if they had any more a crowd we would savor
So please let thw saviour go please get the fuck forward
Locomotion through with hands held back guiding the angel less night floating filth to the other side where keys is all she has , justice a rental joke it remains a joke in a maze of courtrooms it's rental takes your turmoils away well there's a lot to go better know .to good whoa oh whoa mentioning the fifty stateds of gold , one miss ,
