I am
The keeper
Of my
Fantasies
No one can bring them
Or grant them
To me
It is I
& only I
That holds the key
To my reality
Sail the boat
THE MOUNTAINS ARE MY
BOSOMS
WE ARE NOT FROM THIS WORLD
BUT WE ARE IN IT
When CHILD AWAKES
AND MOTHER STARTS
TO BAKE
The smell of sweet essence fills the air
As the natural light glares
You can try if we try
We can try if you try
Will you try if we try?
We will try if you try!
You can't tell me what to think haha
You can't tell what to feel oh no
You can only place your magic on the
Ones that seek the blood
Thirsty with the venom
Greed and all things dark
And
When they drink
Oh my!
The stink of ego floating
Fat their bellies bloated
Eating all the meat pies
Spewing out the white lies!
I once picked an apple from a tree
Along came bumble
The bee
And that was that
He stung me
It was the start of my destiny
Riding
Thru the city
Confiscating
De-activating
De harmonizing
My soul is dying
Suffocating
The coffin waiting
This poison staining
The distance fading
I once picked an apple from a tree
Along came bumble
The bee
And that was that
He stung me
It was the start of my destiny
credits
from 2014 - Delta 9 (LP),
released September 22, 2014
Lyrics written by Christina Poupoutsi
Music written by Richard Alan Weeks
Arranged J.D. Tait
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