Sincerely
Sunday
With these rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With theses rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With these
Yuh
Look
What a wonderful day
It's Sunday
No way we'll contemplate
To learn from our mistakes
I know the kids relate
I'm letting them know it's safe
To separate themselves from the integration
The times we're facing
Are amazing
No really a maze and
We're racing with the Masons
Hey
Watch what I'm saying like facing the mirror
Noticing something wrong
Like is this more than a song?
Man what is he really on?
It must be
The melody
That's playing all along
I'm feeling the metronome
While planning a trip to Rome
Seeing sights left unknown with a companion
Or an advocate
Who's passionate in sacrament
To cantillate my animist
To many couldn't fathom it's
Just the weight of the throne
I'm probably never headed home
To many jokers with a bone to pick
But just what if?
You just missed
Your chance
Don't dance with the Devil
We'll skip em just like a pebble
So subtle to settle
The confused and sentimental rebels
Guide them
Remind them the intuition flowing inside them
Is the only thing that they truly abide in
The path they searching for originates from the mind
That key will open doors that they never had sighted
But is it gonna matter when we're gone anyway?
I serve no other masters but the will of my mind
I hope my poetry is socially for me and kind
It's just the least I can say
Until the ends of our time
Man what a wonderful day
I'm out
Gxvbrxl - Sunday Lyrics
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Sincerely
Sunday
With these rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With theses rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With these
Yuh
Look
What a wonderful day
It's Sunday
No way we'll contemplate
To learn from our mistakes
I know the kids relate
I'm letting them know it's safe
To separate themselves from the integration
The times we're facing
Are amazing
No really a maze and
We're racing with the Masons
Hey
Watch what I'm saying like facing the mirror
Noticing something wrong
Like is this more than a song?
Man what is he really on?
It must be
The melody
That's playing all along
I'm feeling the metronome
While planning a trip to Rome
Seeing sights left unknown with a companion
Or an advocate
Who's passionate in sacrament
To cantillate my animist
To many couldn't fathom it's
Just the weight of the throne
I'm probably never headed home
To many jokers with a bone to pick
But just what if?
You just missed
Your chance
Don't dance with the Devil
We'll skip em just like a pebble
So subtle to settle
The confused and sentimental rebels
Guide them
Remind them the intuition flowing inside them
Is the only thing that they truly abide in
The path they searching for originates from the mind
That key will open doors that they never had sighted
But is it gonna matter when we're gone anyway?
I serve no other masters but the will of my mind
I hope my poetry is socially for me and kind
It's just the least I can say
Until the ends of our time
Man what a wonderful day
I'm out
Sunday
With these rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With theses rhymes you'll see
I hope my poetry lasts
With these
Yuh
Look
What a wonderful day
It's Sunday
No way we'll contemplate
To learn from our mistakes
I know the kids relate
I'm letting them know it's safe
To separate themselves from the integration
The times we're facing
Are amazing
No really a maze and
We're racing with the Masons
Hey
Watch what I'm saying like facing the mirror
Noticing something wrong
Like is this more than a song?
Man what is he really on?
It must be
The melody
That's playing all along
I'm feeling the metronome
While planning a trip to Rome
Seeing sights left unknown with a companion
Or an advocate
Who's passionate in sacrament
To cantillate my animist
To many couldn't fathom it's
Just the weight of the throne
I'm probably never headed home
To many jokers with a bone to pick
But just what if?
You just missed
Your chance
Don't dance with the Devil
We'll skip em just like a pebble
So subtle to settle
The confused and sentimental rebels
Guide them
Remind them the intuition flowing inside them
Is the only thing that they truly abide in
The path they searching for originates from the mind
That key will open doors that they never had sighted
But is it gonna matter when we're gone anyway?
I serve no other masters but the will of my mind
I hope my poetry is socially for me and kind
It's just the least I can say
Until the ends of our time
Man what a wonderful day
I'm out
Writer: Gabriel-Anthoni Naphtali
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