S1ate3303 - Kodawari Lyrics

      

Kodawari
by S1ate3303

I'm a slate from a different quarry
An allegory, of how i make it auditory
Righting my wrongs in vocabulary
Let me write my right on a clearer story

 Like a book made of foggy glass
Get my life like en mass
And I'm not French so i think I'll get a pass
Learning atomic mass, the alkaline gas, bourgeoisie and the lower upper class

 Its uselessness with purpose
I like lookin at religion without churches
I'm still doing my researches
It hurts, the truth emerges

 Hope i make a good residence, like I'm the president
Hope I'm not too selfish man, open my pensiveness
Hope i am contentedness, and that I'm not directionless
Hope i orient consent repent to prevent demented lamented-ness

 Its a blessed event a perfect segment
Of freedom without rent
Money without bills to be spent
A segment of time to ferment
Its well-meant but its a dividing event
Out of school recrudescent

 I'm getting graded poorly
I palisade insecurely
No balustrades as I'm maturing
Cause i jaded prematurely

 I should be looking ahead but i cannot prevent
A painful urge to turn my head, as i said
My life begins at the start of my death (death death death)
A journey i never want to commend

 Its the way i was made i can feel in my blood
Got me crippled from love, I'm soft I'm not tough
Sure enough
I'm scuffed not buff
Chuffed not rough
Off-the-cuff, call-my-bluff
(i fold)

 Better bet i set her
Thunder claps, and the weather gets her wetter
So i set a sweater on her with my rhetor
Raining with my letters, raining ink on this pen and paper
Go getter, running to doors with her endeavor

 And i know I'm not immortal merely making myself matriarchal
For me that's not a startle, conversation nonverbal
Speeding the aortal printing pretty pictures through your portal
King of the arctic circle, paint you in royal purple

 Eat you like an entree have it your way a fillet
A relay a display of you makes me replay (replay replay)
I could even pass away, passing you passively peacefully a slip away

 Targeting heartfully its a metaphor dichotomy
We are lucky, a time against the prophesy more honesty
Frightening a tearing up startling cacophony
Synchronize in harmony then transfer me to Tartary

 Lock me up, lock me down, put me in my anchored space
Just think about it, don't want to go to a higher place
Shaper than a slab, 8 ways, anatase
I'm merciful, coup de grace (wrong) backspace