Ever Crossing Towards the Prize (feat. Jazz Matrix)
Oh that satisfaction hums with a rushed rarity
When the blush sun sets
Long to be blank with a scintillating clarity
But I, can't be both as barely
No, insulating shine
No, imitating scarcity
No, immolating dull
No, instigating merrily
And happily ever after eyes glint
The credit lines, a sense of sincerity in a slenderized flint
Fairly peaceful meaning fairplay
For war crimes and forced disparity, life squints
Cherish me while you can
And I'll fail to reciprocate, donate
(No charity, no open hands)
Liquidate, cheese grate
By any means deflate
(No go or advance)
Chivalry when man deviate, heresy
From promise made when heat bakes
Blasting cautious brakes, thrust severity, meat tans
Hydroplanes, puddle now pitfall
Pitiful, in attendance of his own parade
Damn, is that what we're calling a funeral nowadays?
Exchanging definitions, synonyms with charades
Sure thing, if in a clutch placates immediacy of a, great ape ego
Heard from a fleet of folk there's a better place
Overmedicate, we just may, design the source of that
Like "we wont watch the autumn fray"
Con the course with a cord and clap
When the blush sun sets
Long to be blank with a scintillating clarity
But I, can't be both as barely
No, insulating shine
No, imitating scarcity
No, immolating dull
No, instigating merrily
And happily ever after eyes glint
The credit lines, a sense of sincerity in a slenderized flint
Fairly peaceful meaning fairplay
For war crimes and forced disparity, life squints
Cherish me while you can
And I'll fail to reciprocate, donate
(No charity, no open hands)
Liquidate, cheese grate
By any means deflate
(No go or advance)
Chivalry when man deviate, heresy
From promise made when heat bakes
Blasting cautious brakes, thrust severity, meat tans
Hydroplanes, puddle now pitfall
Pitiful, in attendance of his own parade
Damn, is that what we're calling a funeral nowadays?
Exchanging definitions, synonyms with charades
Sure thing, if in a clutch placates immediacy of a, great ape ego
Heard from a fleet of folk there's a better place
Overmedicate, we just may, design the source of that
Like "we wont watch the autumn fray"
Con the course with a cord and clap
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Herrington
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