Solar ray move, peep its emission
Sole on quaaludes, you Linda Tripping
Souls on ray move, you think I'm kidding?
Watch a solar ray move and hit your vision
Nah I apologise
Let's get to a zenith of consciousness
The third eye slash indigo mantra shit
That's Birdseye capturing all our consciences
We're birds flying swiftly and holy ahead
The third eye balances with a hold on our heads
But birds fly from the sticks and they're coated with lead
Then third eye becomes a bullet hole in our heads
Medial temporal, the MT
We should call EMS and the MT
It's like we've both lost our minds on DMT
And shit got explosive like tnt
Due to a lack of involvement
The intimate, civic, and doctrined
Slowly lose that human feel inside
In the endless fabric that we call time
But unless we want that, it's best to make real contact
No fake love, I want the real stuff back
I hope you can agree on that
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Blessings and burdens abound in the basic relationship once the flames are lit
Unless we are perfect and proud we will meld all our hates and kinks into shape and linked
Seppuku to our nether regions
Similar vibe as our edgy feelings
So I jet like it's Alpha Ceti season
Communication's like SETI reaching
You're shooting with the deucey deuce to sting the goofy opps
I'm using my bazooka tooth to sink the ruby yacht
Let's unite these deadly minds and swing on groovy bops
Once heads collide, what's left behind is trysts and feuds and plots
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Savan DePaul - final brood Lyrics
Savan DePaul - final brood Lyrics
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Solar ray move, peep its emission
Sole on quaaludes, you Linda Tripping
Souls on ray move, you think I'm kidding?
Watch a solar ray move and hit your vision
Nah I apologise
Let's get to a zenith of consciousness
The third eye slash indigo mantra shit
That's Birdseye capturing all our consciences
We're birds flying swiftly and holy ahead
The third eye balances with a hold on our heads
But birds fly from the sticks and they're coated with lead
Then third eye becomes a bullet hole in our heads
Medial temporal, the MT
We should call EMS and the MT
It's like we've both lost our minds on DMT
And shit got explosive like tnt
Due to a lack of involvement
The intimate, civic, and doctrined
Slowly lose that human feel inside
In the endless fabric that we call time
But unless we want that, it's best to make real contact
No fake love, I want the real stuff back
I hope you can agree on that
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Blessings and burdens abound in the basic relationship once the flames are lit
Unless we are perfect and proud we will meld all our hates and kinks into shape and linked
Seppuku to our nether regions
Similar vibe as our edgy feelings
So I jet like it's Alpha Ceti season
Communication's like SETI reaching
You're shooting with the deucey deuce to sting the goofy opps
I'm using my bazooka tooth to sink the ruby yacht
Let's unite these deadly minds and swing on groovy bops
Once heads collide, what's left behind is trysts and feuds and plots
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Sole on quaaludes, you Linda Tripping
Souls on ray move, you think I'm kidding?
Watch a solar ray move and hit your vision
Nah I apologise
Let's get to a zenith of consciousness
The third eye slash indigo mantra shit
That's Birdseye capturing all our consciences
We're birds flying swiftly and holy ahead
The third eye balances with a hold on our heads
But birds fly from the sticks and they're coated with lead
Then third eye becomes a bullet hole in our heads
Medial temporal, the MT
We should call EMS and the MT
It's like we've both lost our minds on DMT
And shit got explosive like tnt
Due to a lack of involvement
The intimate, civic, and doctrined
Slowly lose that human feel inside
In the endless fabric that we call time
But unless we want that, it's best to make real contact
No fake love, I want the real stuff back
I hope you can agree on that
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Long grown apart in a miserable stasis
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Blessings and burdens abound in the basic relationship once the flames are lit
Unless we are perfect and proud we will meld all our hates and kinks into shape and linked
Seppuku to our nether regions
Similar vibe as our edgy feelings
So I jet like it's Alpha Ceti season
Communication's like SETI reaching
You're shooting with the deucey deuce to sting the goofy opps
I'm using my bazooka tooth to sink the ruby yacht
Let's unite these deadly minds and swing on groovy bops
Once heads collide, what's left behind is trysts and feuds and plots
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
I was once told that heroes eventually die
And horoscopes often lie
But that doesn't speak of souls, and we are inevitably tied
More than close all through time
A need for feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Feelers to connect on all bases
Writer: Savan DePaul
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