BE SPOKE A MAN WITH THE HEAT TOKE
SINGULAR STEPS WEIGHS THE DREAMS AND THE HOPE
WHOLE FOODS WITH THE PROCESSED DOPE
WILL YOU SAVIOUR US
theres a purple pipe sword hanging from a cup
when i close my eyes too stoned to the bone to open up
tripping on and off like a wet cloth on a line
(on a line)
flowing through the breeze a friend of heavenly signs
my ink becomes expensive i draw intricate lines
the seperated mold of bricks falls and turn into a vineeeee (turns into a vine, vine)
BE SPOKE A MAN WITH THE HEAT TOKE
SINGULAR STEPS WEIGHS THE DREAMS AND THE HOPE
WHOLE FOODS WITH THE PROCESSED DOPE
WILL YOU SAVIOUR US
i feel shadows passing the chill night light ambience eloping
slowing developing i hear your heart, im eaves droppping
secluded near at the meeting my head bent down and mind is sinking
BE SPOKE A MAN WITH THE HEAT TOKE
SINGULAR STEPS WEIGHS THE DREAMS AND THE HOPE
WHOLE FOODS WITH THE PROCESSED DOPE
WILL YOU SAVIOUR US

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