Lyrics

Trip off these haunted words Pick this broken branch Broke this retched signal Pick this wretched branch Step on the silent vessel Look at the sky, what is doom? Doom Look where the bodies sing, pull up on them niggas Pull up on these bitches I pulled up on this prime shit Shu Haunted worlds engulfen me in soul Control my isolation Over my (?) it's keeping out Home When it comes to pleasure, I'm (?) Work It's time to meet survival It's time to meet survival It's time to meet survival It's time to meet survival Work Body of work