Tiderays

You wake up Soft denim on the floor Spent nights last sleeping like 2 Fours We're tall neither And the full fever The dawn quakes Haste back the seething den Baby, This is not sin Its nineteen ink-ings Or one fresh inkling On the hard nights You're the ace right And you would break down so gentle in my livery Now you're levying (Past the sediments) Now you're leveling (Build up that benevolence) Yeah, whatcha didn't film matters Yeah, whatcha didn't feel flatters Whatcha didn't find tonight Won't honor them (Watch you) Cross the fast black platter (Watch you) Walk the plain, what's this matter? Don't calm the evidence Build up this benevolence Sway for the tiderays Brace for the tiderays