Tears cracked back to a fat sack, Each puff penetrated deep in me like a crystal palace in my bones to much smoke I revoke take a toke, hit that glass dock with lipstick and my twisted eyes are paralysed feeling fine fe fe feeling fine ain`t no cheap wine so I won`t cry, we twisted eyes are paralysed got all my tears cracked back to a fat sack and the enemy wants all of me he`s making me insane, can`t feel no pain, he`s deep in me like a crystal palace in my bones to much smoke I revoke but he can`t have my soul and I still take a toke and it ain`t a joke my twisted eyes are paralysed ima sinner and not a saint, not one not even just one is like Christ am I still me or a freak, with tears cracked back to a fat sack back slap hit that glass dick with lipstick but he can`t have my soul, tears cracked back to a fat sack and I`m feeling fine fe fe feeling fine ain`t no cheap wine, my twisted eyes are paralysed and I`m not alright my twisted eyes stay paralysed I`m and my tears are cracked back I`m attacked the enemy wants all of me he`s making me insane, can`t feel no pain but I still take a toke ain`t a joke I`m Loko with a crystal palace in my bones I revoke take a toke ain`t a joke but he cant have my soul my twisted are paralysed cause I`m a sinner and not a saint, not one not even just one is like Christ, am I still me or freak my twisted paralysed and the enemy lifts me up off me knees cause I`m weak ......Tears cracked back by Mandy Latson aka Wyte Dove ©