Lyrics: Benjamin Varney/Thepvipat PrachumcHonjaroen
Music: Benjamin Varney/Thepvipat PrachumcHonjaroen
How’s your karma, cutting edge taste
Indoctrinated through your palms
Boy ya sick, go sell your space
I”ll be dancing in my mind
Solitude is mine, I’m born from within
They can see it
They can feel it
They believe it
Swiping merit
They can see it
They can feel it
They believe it
Swiping merit
Na na na na yah
In the words and terms of faith
In the name of grace
It dictates, penetrates your mind
Solitude is mine, I’m born from within
I’m so tired of the truth
I’m so done of chasing it down
It’s best if you could be my fever
Reflecting the worst of me and u
Solitude is mine, I’m born from within
In the words and terms of faith
In the name of grace
It dictates, penetrates your mind
Solitude is mine, I’m born from within
Superstition
They were voodooed
Revelation
Talking woo woo
Cult-tivation
Gulp his pension
Validation
Revelation, repetition
Superstition
They were voodooed
Revelation
Talking woo woo
Cult-tivation
Gulp his pension
Validation
Revelation, repetition, repetition, reptition
Dictation , penetration , penetrate , penetrate , penetrate