Attunement (Blectum from Bechdom Remix) ​clipping. (Ft. Blectum From Blechdom)

[Intro]
A meditation
Turn the lights off

[Chorus]
Come on and rock, rock
Back to the edge then up to the tip, it's not, not
Nice, the ropes are tight enough to hold but never burn
That would defeat the purpose, nothing beneath the surface

[Verse 1]
The surface is just in service of holding the form, cursed
The shape is so inescapable, bet it would burn, bet it would hurt
And there's the rub, the red in the flesh is fine but the fire on skin is not
Is it possible to not get caught up in the thoughts
About whether or not to stop
Before the damage done is irreversible but isn't terminal?
Shit, goddamn it, loosen the grip

[Chorus]
Come on and rock, rock
Back the edge then up to the tip, it's not, not
Nice, the ropes are tight enough to hold but never burn
That would defeat the purpose, nothing beneath the surface

[Verse 2]
In earnest, you should just let go
Before the damage done is irreversible but isn't terminal
Shit, goddamn it, loosen the grip
But then the body could slip
The plastic body busy being a building built on the basis of never knowing it's nothing
But what if you do, what did you do?
What did she say? She was nice but ain't shit
Made a mean bowl of rice and then dipped
And the drip is literally slipping away from the fingertips
It could cripple a man in a minute if a man could have had a reason to live