Author Information
Grayt Plains
Folder:
Unstructured Systems Of Belief Nothing great about these plains
This place is isolation
Not like it even matters
This place is desolation
Trust me, I'm a boat
And this plain's an ocean
And the only way to sail's
With my brain just coastin'
Life, death, and decay
The concept of everywhere
Captures my captivation
Transpired to what inspired
My plans for emancipation
Trust me, I'm a boat
And this plain's an ocean
And the only way to sail's
With my brain just coastin'
Life, death, and decay
I gotta get outside this town
I gotta get away
I'm gonna break this cycle now
I'm gonna break away
I'm gonna ditch this town tonight
I'm gonna pack my shit
Say my thanks, goodbyes
And I'm done with it
