Vigour In Weakness (feat. Shishiymoo, Neil Pepin & Vento)

And so, we have been taught to dread death
As if, that was the end of the show

How could you wrap around me
For something that I didn't even see
How could you wrap around me?

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections, I'm writing my thesis

No seal on no secret
I'll give you the reasons
My newer directions, now over the ceiling

Car keys and cannabis
A tray full of liquor and uncles who've had a bit
Aunties of parliament
Searching for victims to take into battle with
Warm weather savages
Back with her band of her fuck all battalion
Come sit and wallow in
Fables and gossip, now off with your arrogance

Copacabana girl
No Harry, no Sally, see Barry, in Manilow
Curtis, in character
50 percent, she's got carbon in calibre
Copa America
I'm on the liquor it's messy, I'm on the floor
Barkeeps for banisters
Christian, in Henny, Tehama; see 'SFO'

EC degrees, Never Letting Go
Hounds on the coast, like I'm Ceballos
Ankles unfavored, the level Rose
Plenty to smoke on the metronome

The weight of the game
The arc in the scene
My margin of peace?
My inner beliefs
The arson in vain, invading my genes
Nothing's deceiving the trigger in me

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections, I'm writing my thesis

No seal on no secret
I'll give you the reasons
My newer directions, now over the ceiling

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections, I'm writing my thesis

No seal on no secret
I'll give you the reasons
My inner collections, now over the ceiling

They roll out for fame, I do it for mine
My city, my people, my family beside
I do what I do, I'm chasing the skies
I'm painting the hues, I coloured the blind

Due what I'm due
Come and surprise
Presence subdued
Encumbered demise

The present I'm due
The playlist in time
Pleasantly queued
No past in the eyes

The relevant hues
The cube is aligned
The target accrued, the throne underlined

You're asking for me?
The door's by the dibs
Butchered the beef, proportional ribs
Ordered the pieces, bellied the kill
Pork in your tea, sis; washing your sins

Rice for the fiends; some, more on the green
The food on the table, the card and the key

New to my neighbour, all parts of the feat
I do it for art and I do it to feed

Planting the seed, new order, new precedence
Cabinet cleaned
Levels unseen, in love with my marriages
Head over heels

Married the beef, the game, the carriages
Passion impeached my cardinal innocence
Back on my feet, I'm back in my element
Party Ah Keep, no Chip off my sleeve

I'm holding the door my enemies know
Silence enlightened this fool on the floor
That's how it goes, the way this shit blows
I'm looking to silently silence some more

Paint on the neck, the war in the coat
Looked in the mirror, I've been here before
Bang on the chest, embody the ghosts
Imperial heritage, King of the Coast

Ring a bell

Who does it toll for? Can you tell?
Heavy mettle, benching brilliance

Who do you roll for in the end?
Inner belief or your aliens?
Can you tell?
Ring a bell?
I see the bliss in your ignorance
Ring a bell
Give them hell
Holding the door, you ain't in yet

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections, I'm writing my thesis

No seal on no secret
I'll give you the reasons
My newer directions, now over the ceiling

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections, I'm writing my thesis

No seal on no secret
I'll give you the reasons
My inner collections, now over the ceiling

My vigour in weakness
Might trigger the weakened
My mirrored reflections



Credits
Writer(s): John, Joseph, Neil Pepin, Praveen Murali, Shishir Selvam
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