outeryou

:00 Running through hoods on paths like tree branches that wont break. as i make the ground shake with foot steps that won't stop, i decide which way to take and the beast within sees it's opportunity to break free from it's locking cuffs :11|:13 I got to get this right it can not be a flop, falling back on my face down in the dirt with hurt tearing through my shirt. i must insert a certain line of images described through scribes with privileges like sages holding hands around circles of power, muttering something about the hour that the earth does something like grow a flower. i'm feeling energy bursting like fire,higher i get the brighter it burns till the days i admit concern and learn how to burn evenly on both sides. rolling from side to side as the haze fills my lungs, the crazed dazed of days with that taste in my face are done, that was phase number 1 now i'm on one moving through different ways to stay true how bout you, all i really want to do is smoke weed with you...