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(It’s like this)

Wait
I think I’m getting transmissions as I’m waiting for silence, I’m only hearing voices whisper.
Go through the rhythm and shift. Tell me this. Just to make me listen and wish for more.
But it dissipates.
Wait
I hear these voices in my head. As I’m waiting for silence, I get colors instead.
Go through the rhythm and shift. Show me this. Just to make me listen and wish for more.
But it dissipates. (2x)

I’m losing my grip y’all
I’m losing my shit y’all
That’s what you wanna hear, and that’s jealousy’s pitfall
And that’s something we all don’t want
like regrets
And being associated with those with no respect.

Just because I’m the specialist selected superactive karyowave that’s not refracted.
I hear voices that are broken and fractured.
Probably from dreams is where hope and reality they in sync.
In the face of nonsense beyond what they can think.
And be surprised that I can tap into the essence.
Dig through to find the blessings to make us stressless.
These jewels are edible and unforgettable, but not ediple.
My complex nature can be simply stated the top graded.
I never did what they did and still made it, and remain understated.
I’m on a long term journey, but what you think you know about my stats doesn’t concern me.
I’m unexplained like most of your brain potential.
You see, people don’t care about things they never been through.
And that’s the tragedy of human kind.
But not really though, that’s where I change for human means to rhyme.
We come together, elevate and shine, and that’s the explanation of how your thoughts can enter my mind.
I’m hearing voices big! Yeah you can quote me, there’s no shame I’m still sane.
It’s slow keep killing it through construction of your light bulb filament.
You need some new ideas, I hear ‘em .
We all have a dark side, but I have the serum.
Secret agent number 5 there’s no emulation, only innovation in my theorems.
For different ways to think about pride and greatness, I rock sessions to the lateness
Insomnia, try to pound me up, saying what’s up let’s get it going and hit the town, just us.
And we do that, or many nights in fact, I craft songs by the moonlight, as I’m swimming into your life.
Because thoughts are subspektrum, as I collect them. I got styles plural, as I reflect them.
I think I’m sending transmissions, as I’m waiting for silence, I’m only hearing voices whisper.
Go through the rhythm and shift, tell you this, just to make you listen and wish for me
But it dissipates
Wait
I’m sending voices to your head, as I look for the meaning, I get colors instead.
Go through the rhythm and shift, show you this, just to make you listen and wish for more.
But it dissipates
Wait
I think I’m getting transmissions, as I’m waiting for silence, I’m only hearing voices whisper.
Go through the rhythm and shift, tell me this, just to make me listen and wish for more.
But it dissipates
Wait
I hear these voices in my mind, as I’m waiting for silence, I see colors in a line.
Go through the rhythm and shift, show me this, just to make me listen and wish for more.
But it dissipates

Spektrum.

This is how we can see what you think
This is how you can see what I think
It’s not just what you hear
It’s not just what I say

If they go through with prism(?)

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