Battered souls
Impacted by lack of a track to their homes
Acting on patterns that muddle the pathways
And sadly decouple the essence from bones
From Essex to home
Lungs battle the smoke
That passes to ash and then slithers through throat
I give her a poke 'fore i wither and molt
Let rhythm impose its intent on my soul
I fidget when woke
But ripple when ridding the demons from dreams so obscene
I don't see, I just fold
Cards on the table, I'll blow
My head off the stem if conditions dissolve
Pity resolve ain't in him at all
I'm trippin', my visions are wavy and soft
I'm risking the self as I drift into fog
Transition is flicking the on switch to off
On the drive home
Ran into some fog
But I know
Where I go
My destination
My damndest secret
Fog in the way
Fogged up windshield, f*cked up on windowsill
God in the way
God revealed when our skin peeled
And our outer bodies now lay unsealed
Mindstate mud-filled
I make blunt filled
When we shake a bloodseal, it's done deal
Unreal how we're here at all
I'm at peace when I'm skunked and I'm breathing in smog
Stick to the corners in order to blend
But upended when realize that I'm in the way
It's her time and I want to get all up inside
But quickly then realize there's blood in the way
Faced with the lust from reptilian core
And the purity pushed by these cultures of ours
I'm ripping her drawers
Rabid like bitten by sickest of dogs
Casting the die
And then getting it on
Et Sen - I'm in the Way (feat. Etholo G) Lyrics
Et Sen - I'm in the Way (feat. Etholo G) Lyrics
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Battered souls
Impacted by lack of a track to their homes
Acting on patterns that muddle the pathways
And sadly decouple the essence from bones
From Essex to home
Lungs battle the smoke
That passes to ash and then slithers through throat
I give her a poke 'fore i wither and molt
Let rhythm impose its intent on my soul
I fidget when woke
But ripple when ridding the demons from dreams so obscene
I don't see, I just fold
Cards on the table, I'll blow
My head off the stem if conditions dissolve
Pity resolve ain't in him at all
I'm trippin', my visions are wavy and soft
I'm risking the self as I drift into fog
Transition is flicking the on switch to off
On the drive home
Ran into some fog
But I know
Where I go
My destination
My damndest secret
Fog in the way
Fogged up windshield, f*cked up on windowsill
God in the way
God revealed when our skin peeled
And our outer bodies now lay unsealed
Mindstate mud-filled
I make blunt filled
When we shake a bloodseal, it's done deal
Unreal how we're here at all
I'm at peace when I'm skunked and I'm breathing in smog
Stick to the corners in order to blend
But upended when realize that I'm in the way
It's her time and I want to get all up inside
But quickly then realize there's blood in the way
Faced with the lust from reptilian core
And the purity pushed by these cultures of ours
I'm ripping her drawers
Rabid like bitten by sickest of dogs
Casting the die
And then getting it on
Impacted by lack of a track to their homes
Acting on patterns that muddle the pathways
And sadly decouple the essence from bones
From Essex to home
Lungs battle the smoke
That passes to ash and then slithers through throat
I give her a poke 'fore i wither and molt
Let rhythm impose its intent on my soul
I fidget when woke
But ripple when ridding the demons from dreams so obscene
I don't see, I just fold
Cards on the table, I'll blow
My head off the stem if conditions dissolve
Pity resolve ain't in him at all
I'm trippin', my visions are wavy and soft
I'm risking the self as I drift into fog
Transition is flicking the on switch to off
On the drive home
Ran into some fog
But I know
Where I go
My destination
My damndest secret
Fog in the way
Fogged up windshield, f*cked up on windowsill
God in the way
God revealed when our skin peeled
And our outer bodies now lay unsealed
Mindstate mud-filled
I make blunt filled
When we shake a bloodseal, it's done deal
Unreal how we're here at all
I'm at peace when I'm skunked and I'm breathing in smog
Stick to the corners in order to blend
But upended when realize that I'm in the way
It's her time and I want to get all up inside
But quickly then realize there's blood in the way
Faced with the lust from reptilian core
And the purity pushed by these cultures of ours
I'm ripping her drawers
Rabid like bitten by sickest of dogs
Casting the die
And then getting it on
Writer: Anthony Jusino, Maya Leibovich
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid