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Bright


Bright Dysfunctional, I In a blunder, where thunder cries And storms birth from ya puzzled eye Timberlands fall...eat ya humble pie I bundle and hide, to that foul shit like sumn inside The assumptions died, once I knew nothing bout your hardships This heart to heart gift, keeps me from the darkness Vultures park it outside where God sits Guarded like vulnerability is the target Or as if i was holding a diamond, with voices inside it And as if elves and orcs we're trying, to go to war with science Fighting for a wand in a world in contrast, turn up the brightness Are you lite on your feet, and palm the world in despite of it This message im pertaining to, is decisive Further than blackness, and my whiteness Whitelisted my priveleges in exchange how I light it Determine my metaphysics, guess im delirious to see all the hype Oblivious, ran worlds too before her cliterous, im just your type To touch death threatening shit, cause im the Bright
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