Ghost K ft. HYMN (Hatcollector) - Stop (blue mix) текст песни

We express the same things
But with different words
We acknowledge the same
curve and those might-have-heareds

Just like the last line you
draw to remind of past-time
A fast-winded feeling of
freedom pleased to recognized

And i can hear your
doctors calling from
here, saying:

Killed by his independecy
and akilles-hee
Cuz he armed himself with
stealthy mass-appeal

Wheres my muse, Wheres my muse,
It feels like every word
Slipping though my mouth
has been used

Staggering like the old
man freeding the dirt
With my glass eye
Reflecting all the things
that iv learned

A windowless frame in a
transparent rood
Fliling up cracks with
plastic assumes

Shapeshift
A nuance
A venue

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
Wreck of you life,
aim til you get sober

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
My friend

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
Wreck of you life,
aim til you get sober

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
My friend

I wrestle myself as i
walk along the weary-motely
watching i fing
myself staring

Building up an empire, of
my great desire
while fumes/fuel from my thought process take me higher

Higher and higher, i aint stoppin there
My avalanche of color
stats over there

And live got the solitary key to go through
Grey and delicious
The traps can be so vicious
Prepare for the ultimate
takedown

Part time experience
Might save you from
deliverance
But will it serve the greater cause?

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
Wreck of you life,
aim til you get sober

Dont stop dreaming
cuz this aint over
My friend