Hotles

Upon further reading it had seemed you were bleeding
From the inside out
From another view it had seemed to consume you all throughout
But don't go asking around what I've been thinking about

Paranoia from panoramas of hidden cameras out to exploit you, good Lordy lord yeah.some sort of apocalypse
Imagining it
All happening in one quicksilver smoke screen
But I'm still thinking
How... I like hot tubs filled with bubbles
And boss ass bitches
Killing presidents
I wouldn't recommend

deep dives into my subconsciousness

Granulated sugar with a couple drops of water in my bloodstream
Play it out lose recollection
Like daydream, endless & heaven scent
Came and went, framed and spent, it changes when
You do
You do you

Upon further reading it had seemed you were bleeding from the inside out
From another view it had seemed to consume you
All throughout



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Marchesani
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