Songtext Rojyou von Tha Blue Herb

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Rojyou

After the madly stream reset everything back to zero swept away, what appeared was a window that
was supposed to be on the other side.
In the middle of inhale, hold and exhale, kept a second of space deep down and made myself at home.
The mornig groly of the landscape looks all dried out, a treasure box buried in the grave of
stillness.
MY new born naked senses, ride on the blood stream and think.
Outside of common sense, permanent parliament is located, dedicate the fat roll to the imaginations
to come.
Stand mindlessly with inverted red eyes left open, try to trace the view from there.
Nervous temperament runs into the laboratory, communication shuts down when it's locked from the
outside.
There I find a new planet and euaqtion, I know well enough that I don't know a thing.
Expanding cosmos, thinking of unique operations, SMOKE STOP BHAAA
There's no narrow and shallow ocean, the mountains are always high, and I've never seen another
sunset the same.
I'm always young when I'm climbing on top of surprises, it's not too much to say that that is the
aim of tripping.
The STONEd long strike bong, I imagine slowly swimming through te air.
I can correspond to the darkness of other people's minds, a piece of advice in Japanese, spoken,
a ball of dope folk.
Again, my internal cave has opened its door, which is also the only exit, you can only proceed
forward.
My cold sweat knew what was waiting for me to come through, but I never submit to the threat of
blinkerd vision.
I pass through many villages alive with pleasure, but I heard somebody moaning.
The voice begged

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After the madly stream reset everything back to zero swept away, what appeared was a window that
was supposed to be on the other side.
In the middle of inhale, hold and exhale, kept a second of space deep down and made myself at home.
The mornig groly of the landscape looks all dried out, a treasure box buried in the grave of 
stillness.
MY new born naked senses, ride on the blood stream and think.
Outside of common sense, permanent parliament is located, dedicate the fat roll to the imaginations
to come.
Stand mindlessly with inverted red eyes left open, try to trace the view from there.
Nervous temperament runs into the laboratory, communication shuts down when it's locked from the
outside.
There I find a new planet and euaqtion, I know well enough that I don't know a thing.
Expanding cosmos, thinking of unique operations, SMOKE STOP BHAAA
There's no narrow and shallow ocean, the mountains are always high, and I've never seen another
sunset the same.
I'm always young when I'm climbing on top of surprises, it's not too much to say that that is the
aim of tripping.
The STONEd long strike bong, I imagine slowly swimming through te air.
I can correspond to the darkness of other people's minds, a piece of advice in Japanese, spoken,
a ball of dope folk.
Again, my internal cave has opened its door, which is also the only exit, you can only proceed
forward.
My cold sweat knew what was waiting for me to come through, but I never submit to the threat of
blinkerd vision.
I pass through many villages alive with pleasure, but I heard somebody moaning.
The voice begged