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Fostering all my millstones
Bearing the fruit of embellishment
I'm seeing their false perception with my true perception
And he's my canary in their mine
I was gonna tell everyone
But you forced through, you left through the eye of the sun
I was gonna tell everyone
You are such a clever devil
I felt space and time vibrate (I've seen a glimpse)
A tracing, overlapped, emits the evidence
So how do I transcend? (The hinges on this door)
Are much too heavy for my unanointed hands (Unanointed hands)
I've got to fornicate
Oh, I've got to fornicate with these severed ties
So long as there is no disease your prostitute has had
She's sleeping in the steeple, so to keep penitent beds
Fostering all my millstones (Oh, like she'd shrug off with the shore)
Bearing the fruit of embellishment (Oh, I've got to, oh, I've got to take it from her)
I felt space and time vibrate (I've seen a glimpse)
A tracing, overlapped, emits the evidence
So how do I transcend? (The hinges on this door)
Are much too heavy for my unanointed hands (Unanointed hands)
Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell
Forty thousand years of drippings
Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell
Forty thousand years of drippings
And her eyes did swell
And her eyes did swell
And her eyes did...
I felt space and time vibrate (I've seen a glimpse)
A tracing, overlapped, emits the evidence
So how do I transcend? (The hinges on this door)
Are much too heavy for my unanointed hands (Unanointed hands)
Written by: Beau Fair, Bradley Kimber, Christopher Decinque, Mansur Zennelli, Michael Barrett
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