Opio

Give me, more, more, give me more give, more, more, give me more give opium zig zag freaky flow magic fire awake looking for the deep opium of roots red dot, my driving force I don't know if yes, I don't know if no and I don't know if I'll know who I'll be tomorrow S.E.R human bringing something strange from its limbo how it sounds, how the drum sounds tattooing the walls like I do I find myself behind the step, I see myself squatting and I see people outside burying knives in the back and now singing with melancholy because I feel the blood that is cold a feeling that approaches from the outside that is like a desert America, South America sweats smokes the bong but who are you going to kill? you don't scare me use and don't abuse your regime accuses you but I am natural real, natural real, nothing at all give me race, I want to see you, give me living instinct I insist I am fair now all the people raising their hands applauding seeing what can be done to recover dust to dust ashes to ashes and I look for someone who can correct me like this they never told me: and I fell, I was born and grew up and died under my own blood sign how can I do good if maybe I do evil bat that beats my chocolate my own juice, squeeze, mossy gnome monotonous, silly only in one time silly only in one time the island of fantasy I am flying, dreaming on the plane cannabis airlines, my song we are 2, like voice, human beings creating poetry we are not worms dudes nailing nails, releasing slaves human beings with the spirit in mind come, feel now all the people raising their hands applauding seeing what can be done to recover dust to dust ashes to ashes TKM BRITT