Lyrics
Swirls of smoke sweep through doorways, materialize, normalize, empathize
Thunder claps to frame the night.
It's time to shake it off and, go to work.
Or not.
It's up to you to be here now.
Attitudes shift, clean the slate,
lose the hate, engratiate our passing footprints in the snow. Sit, gel, legs swell, feel like hell-the hell I love, subjective on this night. Lol, sit in jail, contemplate your future's fate...
Fuckety fuck fucks, fuck fuckers
on this snowy night . Fuck cake; save me from tragedy. Oh my ,oh my. Kerry hears tunes I sent with gratitude.
Deliver us into magnitude, fortitude through all we missed.
Over all a good level setting of
Tranquility
It's ok. When it's time, I'll be there punctually, responsibly.
Fuckity fuck fuck. It's ok.
Love love love.
Style
ambientfolkfunkshamanicbluesmizrahi
Credits
Prompt byJeanne0_
GeneratedDec 4, 2025
ModelAria v5
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