Now you see it
about space?
Quick glimpse after
It's what nobody understands
Lost sons, [?]
Bloody knuckles with my number one
Back when we will get some
people when bombs drop from above
On mothers and they sons
What they say, they sons
Mothers and they sons
They [?] sun
Looking up for number one
Creeping demons me want it more
Cinderblock, take out the windows and the city block
Artifical wolves, they walk and never stop
Remember gross loans
No cops, empty homes
Gross loans [?] down my body
It's tethering mе
Drunk stumble
Drunk stumble in my city, [?] herе
Words stuck in [?], you should steer clear
Weak stomach, oven, feel fear
Some [?], for my dear
Mothers and they sons
Mothers and they sons
They [?] sun
Looking out for number one
Creeping demons me want it more
Cinderblock, take out the windows and the city block
Artifical wolves, they walk and never stop
Remember gross loans
No cops, empty homes
There's a dark [?] going down my body
It's tethering, [?]
Gross loans!
Your spirit rolls. Grows to the height that you are willing to take a stand and fight and say 'You know what, I don't need anything to f**k with. All I need is the f**king ocean. And anything you want from me and anything you want me to do for you is not gonna work.'