Correction Paroles I-5 East par Fyre

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Wings on back flying, relax
Looking down on things we pa**
Clouds turn blue, skies turn white, I shout "ooh"
Then burn so bright the Sun gets jealous
And makes the night to Hell with tricks when we take flight
The meltingness changes our sight
From helplessness to rays of light
Kiss marks them to happy, all the white
Touching and slapping the ample a**
On the sa**y I've brought to laugh, with perhaps we
Need a bath if it works out, we can have whatever
We see under the Sun
And it's crazy cause we've just begun

Gеtting high in the California sunshine
Driving by a rally in the morning timе
Weed flows through the breeze with ease
Potluck in sentient incense freeze
The aroma
Streets filled with soldiers
Riders to get lower sipping, soma just got up out a coma
Blown off the doja growing I'm supposed to ride a ghost
Too many different stages, paper blazes, hazed with
Crazed bliss
Run amazed through a kiss, raise a level so let's strip
Getting high til I drift, essence is a gift
Simple desire to stay on the uplift
Shifts of consciousness
Drawn amidst the dawn we hit
So forget it, I'm gonna quit it
Aye, motherf**k the government
That's what I feel!
F**king a damn federal
That sh*t ain't real!
Don't you let my mother b*t*h, don't make me kill
It's time to let the desperate going, no I'm not for you
To death with love is p*ss, we asked the line did you?
Over, the nothingness come on, let's find a view
Who prayed the f**king sh*t and live out the blues?
So then we suck the p*ss, we have no chance to chew
Come to grips with the drift, holding walls with dudes
Paid in a smoky midnight, that too much feels true
Motherf**k the government, how do they f**k you too?
Motherf**k the government, how do they f**k you too?
Don't nobody love this sh*t like Ikey do

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