Taylor McFerrin - The Antidote Lyrics
There's still the dust that gently bowsFrom the beat of a hunger that can't be drownedI could breathe this bless on the way and it must be the soundVelvet the hue out this shoe, our contest that some men need surrender deep in my chestThat's the antidoteA habit of occurrence that makes in time my clarityThe length of each stripe boundless in rich and densityFactually there's no way for gravityMercy for my rental and honking on my diary, it's not the timeI awoke to the sound of aliSmoke from the blood, it might seem that I make behind meYou badgering me, testing me, no leaf unfolded