a path and i'll be led. Walking alone. I'm not afraid. I have my wings to fly away. Verse 3. Send in themessengers. Let the story be told. Set free philosophy with the medicines old. One in a body of
Verse 1. Wise men once said. "Wild winds are death to the candle". A rose by any other name is a scandal. Cautions issued, he stood. Shooting themessengers. They tried to warn him about her. Chorus
* the world man, we are the freshest. I'm higher than a baby on a seesaw with Precious. Y'all just themessengers, we are the message. You bang on wax, I beef off the record. Back like I trap
need to grow The sooner we enter. The sooner we'll blend. He's into another endless abyss Waste of time to chase these truths. Tell it to move, feel like climbing the walls. Useless messengers haste