David Icke – Transformation (Video)


if I wanted to take an inverted look at my life id do it in the crisp moonlight, dont know if it really matters but all I knew was shattered and it came together in PATTERNS. Maybe I’m lost, a lost soul converging without a separate cause. And if the world is a stage why is there so many devils and lies and snares and things that always take away. Feeling ashamed, I cannot do a single thing about this shit mane, Take it away the anger thats fillin up bubblin gonna overflow. I’m feelin away. I’m breathin away. I’m feelin away, I’m breathin away.
Retribution of ones self comin together as part of ones wealth and maybe all the times I could count the tears I might have cried I kept inside and borderline, I created a moat I call myself, and mothafuckas that try and cross it cringe at what they just been dealt, spiritual bonded to higher decisions floating across religion I have been subjected to death and subvertedly missed it. Coming again like a feather falling from a dove in cold weather lost in a storm – not knowing where it’s life has gone.

If I could unchain the remnants and ashes of happiness in my past old life, I’d do it in a moment and then Id run and try to smile – just so you know it. But I cant Im lost in the world I cant seem to find a solution mane, everythings darkening fast I look at the news but they be lyin to yo ass. Confusion uplift a barrel of snakes and everything ya do ya cant ever look away. The lower we go, what can we say to future generations when its over???
I’m feelin away. I’m breathin away. I’m feelin away, I’m breathin away.
Retribution of ones self comin together as part of ones wealth and maybe all the times I could count the tears I might have cried I kept inside and borderline, I created a moat I call myself, and mothafuckas that try and cross it cringe at what they just been dealt, spiritual bonded to higher decisions floating across religion I have been subjected to death and subvertedly missed it. Coming again like a feather falling from a dove in cold weather lost in a storm – not knowing where it’s life has gone.

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