SWINGOFTHINGS Lyrics

Wonderful wonderings

Tumble down tumbling

Tumultuous rumbling

Rubbish and unsettling

Settle down my energy

Energize ever green

Center peace set up please

Excited for the never seen

Sad days in remembering

Remembrance of every deed

Reminisce in every eve

Tell a tale for sympathy

Tell it all a page to read

Secret garden planting seeds

Nestled in my crevices

Corners for the incomplete

A menace to society

Mindful penitentiary

Partial for the sinning me

Set free for the fallacies

The devil tries to throw at me

Educated casualties

Run away from casually

In my head forgot to breath

Elevated views for the loss to seek

Run away and flee a wolf in clothing sheep

I've been on my knees its been humbling

The pastor preach

Its always been my pride thats been troubling

I double speak, the confidence I try to be

Its been I myself and only me

A conceded regime

I chase the light for dark in me

I'm thankful for the guidence

But therapy in the now

For how society is to me

Systems in a big machine

This is different cant you see

To give a fuck, or keep it all for me

Its always been the old that keeps

Me from the better things

It's obvious when I spill

I need discernment when I'm telling tea

When I miss the green, I need adjusting swing

Been here before I'm mastering

I give it all until the last in me

I know that I'm chosen

This time I'm finally choosing me

I do it happily

For all the bad I turn my face for

A slap at cheek

My breath an investment

Payment interesting

Keep me around

Show me perfection

White what I dress in

Soul being found

My resurrection

I'm hanging I'm pleasant

Out of my chest wind

What are you doing

I tellem relaxing

I sit in the pews

For anti depression

Vice in detection

I give them a gift

Like all of my presents

A season for dressing

Im playing the part

Are there any questions

Kidding to professor

I think he grew up

He learned a few lessons

Heat and some pressure

My breath an investment

My payment interesting

They keep me around

and show me perfection

White what I dress in

My soul being found

My resurrection

I'm hanging I'm pleasant

Out of my chest wind

What are you doing

I tellem relaxing

I sit in the pews

For anti depression

Vices in detection

Give them a gift

Like all of my presents

A season for dressing

Im playing the part

Are there any questions

Kidding to professor

I think he grew up

He learned a few lessons

Heat and some pressure

Heat and some pressure