NoahApproved - Fiction

My english is not perfect
I mean you’re not perfect
I think you’re using a bit too much after effects
I believe I'll direct the next tarantino project (Alright)
I realized you‘re just incorrect
I create and collect the imperfects
For you I've got no respect
Do you really thought you could buy the whole fucking jet? (The whole jet)
What we do
Livin' in science fiction and recognizing you can't "undo"
No more lies this shit is way to true
Got tha liquor it went trough you, that's an issue
Need more highs livin' for the sky blue
Who are you? (Who are you?)
I got a brain infection
I love it, feels like a benediction
This is the human brain of perfection
I put more light in fashion, it's a conviction
Ufff I really need more disinfection
What we do
Livin' in science fiction and recognizing you can't "undo"
Too much history, no more vivisection
My name is a interconnection
Not much Approved, this shit is way more than a election
I knew you choose the wrong direction
With Your Brain I just did a photo-detection
Lies, there’s a lot of mindful flection
Can't do, not a thing, really need some extras
How 'bout a trip to Mystras?
Why you’re living your fiction not on the Bahamas?
(Bahamas, Bahamas, Fiction, Bahamas)
(Yeah, Fiction, Fiction, Bahamas)

Written by:
Noah Fahrni

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