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Intro (Glamour)
02:30
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"I’m in a coffin getting ready to die
I put the roses on the covers that surprise"
That’s what the line read, that’s what she said
That’s how you do it all over again
We’ve gotta break free out of the sunlight!
I’m within her cell
Send her to the bop til' she drops in glamour!
In a bright new shell
You want a bit of show n tell!
Glamour
Send her to the bop til' she drops in glamour!
Send her to the bop til' she drops in glamour!
Send her to the bop til' she drops in glamour!
Send her to the bop til' she drops in glamour!
I never knew what I was lookin' for
Maybe a medicine for the sores
I picked apart my body, torn
Thought that I could it alone
But I was so mistaken
This is never ending, fading
So I give up and I'll grow tough
To face the pain in my eye
She wants to walk the runway
A sight to behold, something
All it takes is honesty, yours is mine,
Known to open doors
The Hero of the Grail waits
To meet Sophia someday
In the garden of the north
Here we go, let's open doors
All it takes is honesty, yours is mine,
Known to open doors
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Bullseye
06:05
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Diggin doggy with your eyes closed
Stretchin' out the exposed
Behind the marvel of the moon's eyes
Caterpiller crawl cry
Sophia whispers in the darkness
Melt away the heartless
Beneath the fool of the AI
In front of borealis starshine
So you think you're a tough guy?
Maybe that's a misapply
So keep it cool, keep it purified
Get to the center of the bullseye
Sophia whispers in the darkness
Melt away the heartless
So keep it cool, eyes on the prize:
Center of the Bullseye
A jig n' jolly
True acrobat
Slice of sin -- don't give me more of that!
A tig n' tolly like a litter log
The birds are callin' me to sing along
A jig n' jolly with your eyes closed
Stretchin'; out the exposed
Behind the marvel of the moon's eyes
Caterpillar crawl cry
So you think you're a tough guy?
Maybe that's a misapply
So keep it cool, keep it purified
Get to the center of the bullseye
Sophia whispers in the darkness
Melt away the heartless
So keep it cool, eyes on the prize:
Center of the Bullseye
Look at that love in the shade
Baby lookin' so fine, holiday
Never breakin' back down, not today
Baby freak it, so high, holiday!
Not a crush, not a game
Baby lookin' so fine, holiday
Never breakin' back down, not today
Baby freak it, so high, holiday!
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The Black Sun
06:39
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Distance
01:58
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Distance, come
You lap around
I swear
The elementals drowning in such bare skin
I've seen the One, I've seen the ALL
I've seen the waterfalls
And we're drowning in the Bliss
Sittin' 'round the table
Sittin' 'round the Holy Grail
You mix the demon and angels
To erase the danger
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The Vibe
06:18
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6. |
Under the Sun
02:55
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Still in love
Only for love
I'm so in love I want to...
Still in love
I really need You
Under the sun
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Sophia Jig
01:36
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If there’s a flower that hides
I’ll give it water
And make sure it grows through the vines
All for Althea
Not only You but I
Feel intuition from a distance
It’s an admission of persistence
I remember all the colors and dames
The little boom and bops and electric shakes
And so sought after were many calls
Without a reason or rhyme or falls
Silence begot all the motion and sound
No start or finish
One verse
One crown
A melody
Elohim
If there's a hole in your heart
I'll give it magic glue
Make sure it patches smooth
All for Sophia
not only You but I
Feel like the mist is getting ticklish
It’s an admission of persistence
I remember all the colors and dames
The little blooms and blops
And etheric cakes
The Tree of Life was inside us all
Without a reason or rhyme or stall
Silence begot all the motion and sound
No start or finish
One verse
One crown
A melody
Elohim
You're lookin to merge dark
You're lookin to find light
You're lookin to be it
You're lookin to find "I"
But what if it's not what you've seen in your mind's eye?
We'll take it a step at a time
The battle wasn't true and not you're not in two, Sophia
I come bringing gifts wrapped around my neck
I won't easily forget
What a masterpiece flowers beset
These barren lands are just illusory hands
And when I wake up she will wake up
In the flower of the bed of our love
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