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• Artiste: Rolo Tomassi
• Titre: Fantasia
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It started with a stop There is no road back These needles pricking skins How thick is yours? Red ink spilt across my palms Drenched in the toxins, the talent, The tantrums. Trying to vanish the vision of the rarest of them all Through faulting and twisting Precious perceptions withdraw Your grasp from me Sliding out of my grip into another's missing piece, Bitterness and venom shoot from my jaw, I wish it would sink into something more awful Softly blowing on the backs of necks The words are trickling down spines; 'As good as gold but still disposed' Helpless as the victim and the villain A slapped wrist for thoughtless dilemmas, Denied of a pardon for this ordeal The sickening blow is punishment enough Ripped flesh pasted onto something uncontrollable, Hideous and ugly A taste of loyalty Calm down I'm calmed down, Its keeping me grounded, There was no risk assessment, I was wide eyed at foreign things Ignoring the choices for fear of the chance Clean your ears so you can hear what I'm listening to; Craves of my aesthetic will guide me tonight But its making me weak Leave it alone Leave us alone Let's branch up and rise What are the words i was supposed to have written? As good as gold but still disposed Faithful and Faithless Crawl back to phase one I'll let myself out gracefully I can not keep but smile I'm fading out