| September on the ides 1 — 5, mother’s alive and living
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| Autumn is winding and leaves are changing color
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| No other could have persisted though the winter spring and summer
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| To eventually be the bringer of the thunder
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| A new comer to life, new year, day seven
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| Trembling with a roar for a lifetime more
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| Twenty-five percent sent to the lint that falls
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| Below ground zero a hero that rarelly calls
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| The mating tune, the cycle looms
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| In the spring with a butterfly and two flowers that bloom
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| I sit in the waiting room reading Aristotle and Hume
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| Feed the pathways of development so I could consume
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| A new tune in June or July the next moon
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| Tri-deci the fly messy rhythm of X tunes
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| I treck dunes, and catch wasps in my eyebrows
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| Hoping that someday as I was born I will die loud
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| Alone cloud in the sky dreams in the eye get clearer
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| Circular forces force the center ever nearer
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| I enter as a steeter of this ship trying another tune
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| Spinning around the waiting room
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| Tomorrow is another day (3x)
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| Tomorrow is another day (3x)
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| I stepped into the shoes of the wrong half stepping heathen
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| Ask me what I’m believing, ask me who I’m deceiving
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| Who’s life am I retrieving, karma karma chameleon
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| One in amillion feeling, steeling my soul asylum
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| Prayer for prayers sake a tear drop from wake to wake
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| Filling the crying lake passage from state to state
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| Ask me who do I hate, evil masters of pergatory
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| Tell me righteroud story spiritual holy glory
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| After me or before me, everything’s honky dory
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| Or better yet black and sadness, I had this
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| Thought of when I fought demons in my dreaming
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| Gleaming like watre drops, sin I me’s swirling hot
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| Blood clots the number seven the reverend told me to stop
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| Lying into his eye today and tomorrow trying
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| My mother ans sister’s crying, Why it’s because I’m dying
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| Soul in the sky I’m flying, angels my body’s spying
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| Reincarnation, annihilation abomination and God’s creation
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| Aloe Blacc’s the manifestation ready and waiting
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| A life’s wonder that I stay in bend down to my knees prayin'
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| And then I say Amen
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| Tomorrow is another day (3x)
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| Tomorrow is another day (3x)
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| Sunsets are wondrous aspects of days
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| All work no play makes the mind grow old
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| Swiftness, I bless like the wind I sway
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| I only observe the play never bought nor sold
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| Keep it under control or better yet not at all
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| I like to watch sunrise get lost in nightfall
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| We hear the wolves call at the moon they ball
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| And still the babes root for the nectar of breast
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| These breaths from my chest must eminate
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| No judgements id past in passing I am great
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| To none I stand above the motions set sail
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| To one I am great, to me I prevail
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| From raindrops to hail I flow like hardwater
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| Pledge allegiance to past lives tithe my alma mater
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| Sever the weak limb and swim like blew thoughts
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| Animisity could never win in this battle I fought, I just float on
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| Have you ever seen the sun set, not yet, we’re still rising (3x) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Waiting Room, artist - Emanon. Album song The Waiting Room, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп