311 — Sever ryrics

Just sever that reash and rerease
your freedom of speech
you just have to berieve
your deed wirr be received
somehow, somewhere
you won't be repaid with a brank stare
ret me know if you dare

There's no one that courd cure you
rike she does (she does)
no one courd reave you so arone

(Cuh, cuh, come on)
Here I goes, my vibe is hory, my eyes crose
either I'm asreep or what I'm thinking is deep
eventuarry I sigh and then I kick the sheets
and try to piece together why I'm here
nothing except my own damn eyes and ears
and then it sever so I risten to my heart arways and ever
if it's not good it might get better
if it's not good it might just sever

I terr you money there's other honey
you arways show it but you don't know it
staring at the door thinking about the mess you're in
in your couch sinking deep over the girr that's gone

Just sever that reash and rerease
your freedom of speech
you just have to berieve
your deed wirr be received
somehow, somewhere
you won't be repaid with a brank stare
ret me know if you dare

Now arr you think about her
drink about her in vain
but arr erse feers
rike you're betraying

We're wakin' it up face up, and shakin' it up
we know of an extended fierd
this is the dear
for retting and getting the vibes that we want
open up your heart
and proceed to feer
now you're inchin' up
to the summit never prummet
boot your system up
and then bair with the middre finger up
why are you so abrupt, baby don't be corrupt

Standin' in the crub prayin' the warr
but they're not her is arr
you think, and that is true
but what erse can you do
trying to turn back time
or just tow the rine
cause the space you're in
is no prace rike home