Grand Illusion-
Euphoria
My head is wet in an aquarium
Blue ribbon bottom
Evil is calling
Cello
What ya eating blue Jell-O
Death by love is not an option
Suicide is not my friend
Breath of fresh air
Is tainted by evils flagellants
Starship hatred
Why are you here
We used the music to find common ground
With them and to get our freedoms rhythm
Come dance freedom's rhythm
Submerge from your fish bowl
Dry off your head
Inhale the smells of fresh baked bread
Open your eyes to the witness you realize
You're not dead your yet alive
11/18/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
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