Larimar

The systems flawed
They simmer down
A plant seems tall
When the people crawl

I'm sick of style
I'm anti commodity
Himself can lie
But none will try

Rebel aids what you want
Waiting soon you are home

I'm sick of waiting sound
The grief has come around
I'll make you see my ways
When holy mattress falls

Go up just to decide
When you're ready they hold you down
Can't fucking suck the blood with bare hands
Can't tuck the mud inside



Credits
Writer(s): Genaro Ortiz
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