THERAPY

Crocked necks what’s up with your back na Blisseh!

Stack it up! Rise high, flip wack na Blisseh!

Do it real flip em face mask down make up!

Feelin under what u do wen u reach the top,

Step up to the underground Grey wack freak!

fake smile make me feel shallow blow job steep

On the edge to that madness baby don’t fall in,

To the heat but let’s Breathe the smoke and swallow the sin!

Piss it Out With the wind

We can always dream

Spit it out with the wind

So my face stay clean

Loosento win

Wip me up me cream

Wakin up to the dead I as new begin

Eat from the bin’

bin down and broken

got full from the flame burned my heart to frozen,

She was never close to what she wanted to be

Couldnt see wen Shit was piling up in front of me,

runky dun!

So frickin tired.

 I need some therapy , some therapy.

 I need some therapy , some therapy.

 -Mitt huvud ajaj huvet.

 Aja Huvet.

I just needed to look underneath and below ‘

To that pitch black beauty of the wonder soil

How beautiful and how fungi fresh

Is the power of stupidity and stumbleness!

Words is still something I don’t look up to

lingua be confusing and splitting the crew

Building up walls out of A and Z

to many cooks and soup got red am looking for friends

searching for pure perfect avocados in convenience stores

I Sacrifice Health,

flush down my ego

Just to get a Little sense of that true inferno

I hear the truth so loud in the noisiest places

see the light shine bright in the darkest face

And my mind get clean in the dirtiest river

And my heart get life from my dying liver

Elliphants don’t forget but forgive them all

collecting scars in my bloody jars

Molting fake ppl of my back

Shit don’t make sens

See my shadow White!

I need some therapy , some therapy.

I need some therapy , some therapy.

Mitt huvud ajaj huvet.

Aja Huvet