Does Not Follow

This is quite peculiar
You've accomplished nothing
Yeah
What?
Look

Thirteen days still writing and I'm piling
All the grief on me its stylish
This pain got no mileage
Blacking out face on the wire
Call the doctor ergo proctor hoc
This shit does not follow
Chest caving in and its hollow
Innovate I cannot follow

Empty son
With no revenge to run
Yeah I'm cooling down
The vengeance done
You know I'm the tempered one
I push and pul to Babylon
You know what will take me there
Is it the avalanche
The calming force
Of the stepping stones
Oh I am alone
Oh yeah of course
Once I had a home
But now and I roam the tripod force
Trying to keep my soul intact
Like the mega force
So when I say to myself that I need another break
I just sit back in my chair button up and create
Like

Yes yes yes
I see
You seem to be the tempered one
Are you aware of what that means?

Thirteen days still writing and I'm piling
All the grief on me its stylish
This pain got no mileage
Blacking out face on the wire
Call the doctor ergo proctor hoc
This shit does not follow
Chest caving in and its hollow
Innovate I cannot follow



Credits
Writer(s): James Rowley
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