this place is dark, no recollection of this
it's like a walk on a road, leading out to the abyss
everythings so blank, it's dark, but most is white
there's no light inside so call it an eye fight
my mind is blank, i think . . .
that i ain't ever been here before but wait it seems
dreams have a way of followin you around
a drowned sound can create a buzz that rocks the underground
untill the fog lifts and people see hercules was tiny
and the single most important things in life ain't alway tidy
they a clean image dusted used to thik when they right
bust off a trail of smoke like a fuckin exhaust pipe
but being better then me i create the fog you see
i spit so much heat fog lights wont let you see
so im bustin it off right like a trail in the night
depite your life you decide if these words just came off right
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