In My Session
Another session, another blessing
In my mentions, not to mention
Oh ya I'm in my blessings
Ever shining in my session
Seeing silent iridescence
Something large inside my message
I been speaking out of essence
See me guiding, ever present ya
Oh ya I'm in my head
I been phoning in the one
I been stepping in the front
Cool down in the sun
I been drifting in and on
Moving where do I become
Slipping outta mind
I was losing time
Sitting back for the show
Watch it all unwind
Ya running with the rose
And I feel the sine
Moments where I hit the stride
Something I could feel, in spite
Of feeling sucked down
But I don't believe the front, ya ya
Duck down
Looks inside, remember trust, ya ya
It's never where you clutch
Believe it when you touch
The meaning of the dust
Ya ya, ya ya
And I don't fall asleep with you next to me now now
But I follow your love like a recipe now now
When I'm on the ground now
I can see the sound now
Whipping all around round round round round
I don't hold to this whole dream
Feel my self with no ID
Play my sound then take my leave
Clear my lens and clear my scene
(Empty, empty)
In my mentions, not to mention
Oh ya I'm in my blessings
Ever shining in my session
Seeing silent iridescence
Something large inside my message
I been speaking out of essence
See me guiding, ever present ya
Oh ya I'm in my head
I been phoning in the one
I been stepping in the front
Cool down in the sun
I been drifting in and on
Moving where do I become
Slipping outta mind
I was losing time
Sitting back for the show
Watch it all unwind
Ya running with the rose
And I feel the sine
Moments where I hit the stride
Something I could feel, in spite
Of feeling sucked down
But I don't believe the front, ya ya
Duck down
Looks inside, remember trust, ya ya
It's never where you clutch
Believe it when you touch
The meaning of the dust
Ya ya, ya ya
And I don't fall asleep with you next to me now now
But I follow your love like a recipe now now
When I'm on the ground now
I can see the sound now
Whipping all around round round round round
I don't hold to this whole dream
Feel my self with no ID
Play my sound then take my leave
Clear my lens and clear my scene
(Empty, empty)
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Anady
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