Astral Shit

Skinny boy
Now the loneliness is a fact (Fact)
Lights out
You can open your third eye (Eye)
Try calm down your mind and fix the pain inside
It's time to enjoy
And to repress the cry (Cry)
I told that myself so many times
Before I forgot myself at the couch behind
The kitchen of a house that's falling apart
Wishing I wasn't attached to the posts inside
Now watch it all burning down, burning down
While the reaper take your soul to the paradise
Sleep deep over clouds with the eternal flight and
Feel the moonlight on your skin for so long the last time

Wonder
It's another perspective?
I'm at another dimension?
I thought I passed out or my eyes fly to other direction
I found the crows eating corpse from the garbage at corners
The big one asking to come
'Cuz they all knew me in the forest
Astral shit
It's like a "W" in a mirror room
Can see these lines everywhere
They get on my face too
Time pass, no one notice it
Before you can know it
There's gonna be a year behind your back
Making you feel older
This shit ain't waiting for no one and I know it today
Too stress, that's the life that we carrying these days
Like a Siren in the modern sea that is full of trash
Like the leprechaun looking for the gold in his pot

Here I come with my dragon made of blunts
Taking up the air like I never could before
'Cuz even you breathe light
And think that you're healing up your lungs
There's poison in the air getting everyone fucked up
From the trash sea
I pass by the mountains made of gold
Thinking is the perfect place to finally make me done
Got the siren by my side and she's good at rolling blunts
That the leprechaun gets me in gratitude for the gold, damn
For the gold, damn
Leprechaun gets me in gratitude for the gold, damn
For the gold, damn
Damn
Damn
Damn

Now open up my eyes and everything is different
Same roof, same house
It keeps falling in pieces
See the shape whole in black
And laughing say "you're different"
Say "I'm not taking you with me but for sure you got my blessing, boy"
For sure got my blessing, boy
For sure got my blessing, boy
For sure got my blessing, boy
Boy
Boy
Boy



Credits
Writer(s): Buck The Grim, Selecta Cortés
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