Waves by bjørn slåder published on 2022-10-09T02:44:54Z Hats up still until it's tits up. Digging holes to smother hate down to a hushed groan. Elope with heart and ozone. Verbal permafrost that sinks down to the bone. Did you notice the rain will pour and overflow into our homes, maybe then we'll finally get our owed obits. I'm coping with the mechanisms that are left to the ocean, there's not much ground but I'm hopeful. Wayward were coastal, a joke to the notable and other tenaciously posted to stop the overthrow. Impossible mitas, this shit is gold. Off brand titus, we're jumping off the boat. It's just a swim away from whim. I Can the kid and sit atop the nest and wish that we could see the virtuous and highest all come down underneath the might of the crowd. Bumping the loud like a fork and knife. I'm unsung very loud like pork that cries back when you try to digest all the strife and inform all the dogs that's there's more to life. But it's bark and bite and there's heart to fight. We were torn to write and then sworn to fly even though the clipping of our wings was televised. So against the industry here's my advice. Float down the river and sing your praise against the cess that be. The sea seems longsome to men, if they have to dare in an unsteady ship, and the sea-waves greatly frighten them, and the sea-steed does not heed the bridle. Genre Hip-hop & Rap