C.R.E.V.I.C.E
@ Machine of Words
Before the
storm
is the storm.
It has to be raining
Someone is in love with you
There are a number of feelings
Great condition, unused
Walk alone down one road
Anotherโs different, but near
Feed me by your tone
I was too young
Before putting on my clothes
Easy times feel like the world is your oyster,
Hard times feel like the world is still your oyster but so what?
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Hard times feel like the world is still your oyster but so what?
EATING FIRE
I was sick of wandering, just wandering
After a life-long journey
It was so hard, my foot hit the rock
The journey collapsed in my dream
I was chasing a volcano with my
bare feet and hands and human body
The wind never stops engraving me
and clamoring to test my rigidity
It feels like approaching a beast
To see if it will catch you
You never know the greatest pleasure
Is to break your own dream
Volcanoes must destroy to create
Everything grown here must bleed
I was sick of wandering, just wandering
After a life-long journey
It was so hard, my foot hit the rock
The journey collapsed in my dream
I was chasing a volcano with my
bare feet and hands and human body
The wind never stops engraving me
and clamoring to test my rigidity
It feels like approaching a beast
To see if it will catch you
You never know the greatest pleasure
Is to break your own dream
Volcanoes must destroy to create
Everything grown here must bleed
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Star
s
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s
Never
Belong to me.