Throne from The Secret by Just LIRYC

THRONE

When I think about your space
I’m feeling like lacing your shoes

As they are broken,
They never tie
Cannot justify
Any kind of sudden fuck

Stop chatting ‘round
Like helpless mouses
The movie’s over
Let’s reach the house

Come now get down
While becomes raw
The guilty power of your fucking flower

Your fields of hatred
That count for fields
When you swallow bastard
Ghosts and pills
But
There is no you

There is no you
To which I suffer
Please give your order
Things get less bitter

For which I suffer,
There is no you

I wanna be your throne
(why you thrown me away?)
Be your throne
Your throne
Throne
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• Experimental
• ambient
• classical
• electronic
• psychedelic
• rock
• Saint Geniès