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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

Why?

why?

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why ?

why do i
I touch the sky, poke the clouds
But can’t feel the spirit of life around
Where are the powers to help me?
Where are they?
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I plowed into the earth’s crust.
But all I feel is the dead
Where is life that springs from it?
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I have a photograph and a backup in my mind
yet still vague, not close enough
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You are everywhere to be felt, and
nowhere to be seen in my cause,
a true chameleon, you are
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I walked the destination-free roads
anticipating an ambush from you
I chilled with my aimless moments to kill the time
I possessed your games up to the third base
Where did I divert?
Where did I go wrong?
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I adjusted the heavens
redirected the clouds to 45 degrees to my left & the winds to 12 knots
rubbed earth’s belly
massaging the dead citizens of my past
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reintroduced myself to a photograph that can't remember me
rebooted an out-of-sync backup in my mind
Where did my strategy implode?
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I, In the penthouse, hating you from above
like jealousy's own well-taught spoiled child
discharging rainbows of anger
echoing around me, taunting my failure
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In reality, all I have is the eulogy of barking dogs
Walking along with me,
on a poor man's funeral procession to exile
To the hills behind the forest
A safe place for me to meditate why
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why You’re the Promise land without peace
Why do I have the Weapons of war without ammo
seeking petty Peace to ponder on a question
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Some time out to ask ...
why laly?
Why?
Tell me why?
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Lyrics & vocals by azdi 404
Music credit: depression - by hamrah beats


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