Landscaping

Landscaping, picturesque
Hands kill, skin protects
Man’s will, pins to death
But when I point it out I’m getting incorrect
For getting into depth
Tread lightly, but I’m into neck and I’m sinking in
Supposed to paint a false image to gain success
But I couldn’t even make it in
Free throws didn’t even sink it in
All I need is an inch and I didn’t even fix the win
Took time to perfect this
I didn’t want to be the one who sticks it in
No forcing when trying to make something stable and soothing
But there’s a lot of horse in it coarse in it
Barely remorse in it
My heart’s empty you could fit a Porsche in it
Split it up and portion it
But the pain’s been drained
I already forfeited it to the instrumentals
Where it’s hard to lie so my opinion is incidental
A brand new violin’s potential
To subdue silence essentially a fixed temple
To the scenery because the greenery is not what it seems to be
They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping
They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping
They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping
They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping
Landscaping
Landscaping, picturesque
Hands kill, skin protects
Man’s will, pins to death
But when I point it out I’m getting incorrect
For my night vision and looking into depth
And everything is dark blue in the infrared
Bruised and struggling against the meds
It’s why the paper is cruising against the led
And the pangs are brooding against the head
Dark past, dark future, my gallery is too saddening
When cars crash you depart sooner, but it’s not the case
We ought to blossom when we drop the problems that we ought to face
Trying to plant seeds in an awkward place
We can not replace and drop face
They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping
They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping
They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping
They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping
Landscaping
Landscaping, picturesque
Hands kill, skin protects
Man’s will, pins to death
Landscaping, picturesque
Hands kill, skin protects
Man’s will, pins to death
But when I point it out I’m getting incorrect
But when I point it out I’m getting incorrect
(They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping)
(They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping)
(They say a man hates me, that I spam hatred, but I’m landscaping)
(They say the man’s statements is mad flagrant, but I’m landscaping)
(Landscaping)