A peace of mind
A piece of mine
A peace of mime
A piece of mime
A peace of mine
A peace of mind
If I mine my minds business
By digging
I may find pieces of peace in it
Bits of mimes
Zipped lips of silence
Mine for peace and diamonds
Without using mining devices
Or land-mines to get it
(Verse 1: John Hendrixs)
Super kid, fresh fade, citrus jays
A square n***a
Flannel shirt, chuck Taylor's
Measure me by my character
Grandma died cause cancer
I miss her, I miss her
Faint impressions of her presence
Her aroma still lingers
Rather press through perseverance
Stay connected to the weirdest
Tesla I'd like to fly my kite to Rome
Cut wireless transmissions to my phone
Oh, I'll be free