water bearer Lyrics

Fresh from the source the water bringing

Direct from the morse report slinging

On course under my force blinging

As the stars align Lady Luck ain't hard to find

I'm starved for time and scarred from fucks

Who's heartin' mine

Just leave me to my books

They're school of thought is fish and

That led them to the hooks

Look, that's what led them to the cooks

Gut them and bread them

Write them off with the crooks

Fresh from the source, the water bringing, the water bringing

That's BootStrap, direct from the morse of course

Fresh from the source, the water bringin, the water bringing

Under my force, under my force blingin

Under the stars but well above all your pars

In my Grandma's backyard digging up the jars

Working hard for the art for the scars that are marked

With the heart of a Capricorn the moment that it starts

I adapt and form, reenacting when I practice forms

I need an action that can match my storms

And don't worry about your drainage

Cause that ain't gon' save shit

So I'll just page flip until they rage quit

Fresh from the source, the water bringing, the water bringing

That's BootStrap, direct from the morse of course

Fresh from the source, the water bringing, the water bringing

Under my force, under my force blingin'