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hanging from a tree ft. recyclone - sixtoo lyrics

sixtoo:
i’m suspending in the possition by the holes in my chest
close to the god the most of you would like to think about
without a doubt i’m honoured close to
bring them a critisism in veg
explonations and mistake appeal
the general republic of those march on the left wing
and sing songs a hope of technology
a b-ss, and creating memouars(?)
play an neolithicy spirituality uplift my rapper’s squad
i’m shocked mentually by a thousand years for an in a law vidiom advertis-m-nt
in digital one hands spin up and turn above dance
and even in romance
by chance
scientcific involvement is play country in a universal values
i reheard the fake days by taking valium by the bag
so in a sigh i hits the cool-aid
and my suicide turns from heavy to black
all more silent and mentually updrift
i’ve be for the first for my time in my life
and equip the each clips and now shine
and now lasting a few and now blast
no doubt you would be testiment

recyclone:
harvy nation, cryogenics, so smoothiest
gathering the strange thin information
playing myself with last words
locking my life source away
heavily guard with any industrial castle
i’m the keeper of the keep, faked
worried of feelengs – love lost
i’ve been hangin from a tree for seven hours and 23 days
it’s time to cut myself and loose

sixtoo:
i woke up myself free, mentally & physically
turning from human to energy achieve
an eternity of paranormal activity, activly
kind of react in history, spirutually
eventually driven in shape shifting
and holds souls in secret
and being life as a gift
the bottom line and all i seeing
i no longer capable my emotion on well being
it’s for the purpose it’s jack heroin into my c-ck veins
to make it nervous, my evolution can’t be stopped
by a chemical compounds, ultrasonic sounds
television and machines that pound
on a six hundred and military hours(?)
you can not buy? bye
i got the sun down to fly by
you ride a cadillac, i walk the path
and in the end we’ll see who will laugh

recyclone:
how can one be sing, everyday
smothered in a creepy death and all is to ecstange
i’ve been rendering plans is in full effect
burning any kind of an organism
my industrial castle is built on a foundation of dead souls
i’ve been hanging from a tree for seven hours, 23 days
it’s time to cut myself loose

- sixtoo lyrics

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