Fit Me, Maybe, One More Time!

[Me]
So maybe, maybe,
How was I supposed to show,
That something wasn’t a bite,
Or Maybe Maybe, I shouldn’t have set you zero,
And now you are out of right, yeah
Show me how to count it to thee,
Tell me baby, ’cause I need to know now, oh because,

[System]
Thy fanliness is winning me (and I)
I must just base my fill-n-will,
When I’m not with full I lose assigned (Truth Value)
n Give me a sign,
n Fit me Maybe one more time,Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is u,
Toy, you got me, model,
Oh pretty same thing, but-
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do,
It’s not the way I planned it
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby ’cause I need to know now, oh because

Oh Maybe, Let’s See

Yeah,

Oh baby, baby how was I supposed to go-
Oh pretty steady, why shouldn’t have let u flow,
Lie out of all regress, that my key complex is feeling it high,
Don’t you know I still be free,
That you will see clear
And give me a sign
n Fit me Maybe one more time

[Me]

I un-compress, that why-fondly-mess is feeling hit-wow,
Don’t you know I still conceive,
That you will be freer,
And give me a sign
Hit we Maybe one more time..!

The Drool Proofs

I know there’s sky above my roofs,
When in bed and here aloof,
Run the drool proofs,
They’re done and improve…

I feel the whole in slight  bites,
High to the floor, the night sights,
From riots to the rites,
To being infinite-alright,..

The truth gets to prove,
Less is sure to remove,
Until and After everything’d move,
To all-great-groove,..

Primordiella

Before there was any cule or a fella,
Primordiella was the sole soul dwella,
I guess about her n tell the tale-ya,
Won’t feelya the best belle, ah?

What had the nulla that it fuella to the fulla?
Within the life well-wella?
Let’s trail me n trail-ya, with her,
Up above the ell-a,

It was the one pre-bang with will-n-zeala,
That turned into the light and all the mass stella(r),
The turns n the burns of the fire with closed micella,
Made it all close into the live life gella,

It fixed n mixed in steps to churn out the failla,
Made it from the soup-cell-multicella-to-all the phyla,
All one from one, it’s one integrella,
She ever blooms- Primordiella, Sail-la, Alla…!

Explore-n-sit and Occult-A-rated!

British, Spaniard, French or Dark,
Like Gem or a Card of the tarot or a mark-
On hand, in my hand in a calmest park,
Will I have a soul in my ark?
Unlikely, Impossible and I’m off the mark,
Like anything I plan, but I still lark,
I believe in the Spiritual Spi-Fi I hark,
That He’ll sieve me to my spark,
Life’ll devour us like a shark,
Passion-Devotion with implicit caution,
Within the Spirolution-the spiritual evolution,
A mix of mystic master equation,
n a master with mystic emotion,
n the mates with mathematic mission,
Quite eligible myself, Gosh, n!
This is the hell in the heaven as one!
What do I still miss, a promotion?
Now I’ve to admit,
This what I do is explore-, n sit,
The Occult A-rated, that’s it,
That’s what takes to make all lit,
All alit, all alit…

This Pretty Life

What’s that lets your ego go- up petty heights,
Like something can be fixed practically about me?
I can’t but plan to follow your wrongs, with the rights,
And try to feel the petty pretty might, you see?

I feel that the passion is unified- art-god and math-sci,
Love-Sex and everything life, so we can be bound free-
Free ’cause we’re okay that we just have to try,
and Okay that we may not get it, like everybody…

I don’t know why I dream for something special,
And feel special for things very simple and wifie,
He’s got to be a maid o’ me to get laid and rule the isle,
But it’s hard to hook a duke, life is pretty lifey!

Never knew it would be that nice even if tougher,
I call it a deed and I could agree,
Just a li’l bit, on the infinite, but we still ride the rafter,
through the life phylogeny…

Thru the years, I’ve been a fire-trier-lier-dire-out-lier,
I couldn’t manage to be worse than I ever be,
Life teaches lessons and we admire,
Getting better, maybe!

Ho Up!

Audio Here:

Singing on the way to my room,
Feels like flying on a broom,
I’ll be alright I assume,
Even If it’s a new game!
The answers main,
Are all the same,
God does lift up-
and never do He blame,
We just need to hit high,
from Six to the Sex a.m.!

I miss  my friends’ calls,
Sleep while I surf to the food stalls,
Silent but live, like the van der Waals’,
My passions run Even If I falls,

More from whatever, is what I favor,
If you ain’t that clever, you can still be the King-
As much as  you can up-fling, for the infinite and unending!

Can’t we recognise that we forgot the spaces,
Between our souls and the faces,
Do we graduate with the graces-
Bad abases and we all aces,
Even If it were random everywhere,
We’ll sure win, if we always stay!

What else after everything?
We put on repeat and with we sing-
The music of the final show,
The eternal all-glow,
Covers from high to low,
We still have parties to throw,
Even If, we scored 100, we know,
Numbers go above each brow,

Even If we hated, regretted, loved and mated,
All will be Even Iff we fly full rated,
So, Ho up to the High,
Even If, you didn’t know if-how-why!
Ho Up to the High!!!

 

 

California

Top on the ranks,
we can loose unfound,
list’em to the astound-ing ones, hold down,

Starin at my kind of A’s few
Am I safe without sup’er
And I ain’t the game without full,
Can’t even prove my thing without oomph

So done, through the fun above,
And I remember how it was,
I wish I could see hack there cuz,
I wanna be there where I can-
make a

[chorus]
Top on the ranks,
we can loose unfound,
list’em to the astound-ing ones, hold down,
there’s smart-wit flowin on in every corner,
that’s why I gotta be in california,

we can take a top off the grind,
we can fit some more,
we can hit funmate (we can hit
the cars!)
there’s a traffic blowin on in every corner
that’s why i gotta be in california,

starin at my kind of A’s few
Am I safe without sup’er
And I ain’t the game without full,
Cuz I know that it’ll be too long,
before I feel true,
fears for highs with you,
fears for the highs hit hue,
I’ll’ve it when He frees ones like Oo,
so as soon
as I get knack,
I’m gonna make a-

[chorus]
Top on the ranks,
we can loose unfound,
list’em to the astound-ing ones, hold down,
there’s smart-wit flowin on in every corner,
that’s why I gotta be in california,

we can take a top off the grind,
we can fit some more,
we can hit funmate (we can hit
the cars!)
there’s a traffic blowin on in every corner
that’s why i gotta be in california,
there’s is magic movies money and all the glamour
Lime-light is ready call-it-for-me-ah!
There’s coffee brewing for me n every learner,
That’s not a night can-hit-four-aha!
Where’s CV glowing bright clear,
What’s the wish-hope-fact Calif.-or-near?
There’s nothing else-above I swear,
All-it-for-dear,California,
California, California…