​medusa Moby & Aynzli Jones

I can't go on keep on making
All the same mistakes I've made
To keep on going
Need to change my ways fast
Or tomorrow the sun won’t come
I can't go on keep on making
All the same mistakes I've made
To keep on going
Need to change my ways fast
Or tomorrow the sun won’t come
I can't go on keep on making
All the same mistakes I've made
To keep on going
Need to change my ways fast
Or tomorrow the sun won’t come

Think about don’t think around it
Now yo we synchronising
Analysing there lies and there logic
Knowledge is a column of coliseums
We build inside minds
Pyramids hieroglyphics
Are richer than any coins
The precision of time sign
Third-eyе sight
Past, present, and future
Illusions arе recognised
Real eyes, realise, real lies
Ya realise!
It's not but a puppet show
Like I ain't a real boy
And it's smelling like
It’s rotten or really ripe
But talk it ain't something to buy
It's cheaper to open your eyes
Fine line between lies and disguise
The lights are blinding
Behind us
Medusa is dancing
Event horizon
Surprised that the climate is climbing?!
Colliding like we're siamese
As we run out of options
It’s a
Preposterous apocalypse
If we all unconscious
Hear alarm bells ‘n’ cuckoo clocks
Wake up the foxes