B.L.I.S.S.
True to self, it turned to black
It fell right off, don't hold your breath
No truth, no tell, all this time
I wait for the warmth
When it comes up
The clouds rebirth
Wash up on a bank
Back to the cold no mistake
All this time, these fruits I will take
Till I wash down and drown in the lake
True to self, it turned black
It fell right off, it's hard to say
Been living in someone's shoes
It fell right off, don't hold your breath
No truth, no tell, all this time
I wait for the warmth
When it comes up
The clouds rebirth
Wash up on a bank
Back to the cold no mistake
All this time, these fruits I will take
Till I wash down and drown in the lake
True to self, it turned black
It fell right off, it's hard to say
Been living in someone's shoes
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Writer(s): Eliza Battle .
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