Lu fin du monde

ALIGN (100 Suns) Lu fin du monde reclusive til the  nukes go off Hydrogen bomb NO time to hideaway its survival now some will call to christ give all away their things take from the greats com-ply with society... be a slave Go to sleep  stay awake face your fake ass self in the mirror here your yellin' "You're not allowed to kick down my pillars!!" Use said excuses  for fillers  Feel my heart -beat fill me in convinced it's hardly an art piece what a sin DOOMED to be seen, exposed, frozen,  in the same pose  same time zone paintings that hang in the hopes  that they inspire passers by stuck shovelin' their way back home I've been constantly  lost for a long time tend to log all I've learned like these kids will buy it No Soul Hollow molds hide what little they could grab we watch as  home  gets blown away Oh let the stars ALIGN finally No longer will I fret messing with em incessantly Or wish they were someplace else Live in the present I expect it will be gone soon And so will they I dedicate every inkling  Of love I mustered up Dumped it  Every bit All at once. F* it.  Because  I have practiced How to muster LOVE From the flood Apres moi, la deluge And after the flood  Here I come  patterns repeating I need to summon  A hundred suns 100 suns wint that be somethin