Go forth, emissary
Who makes it back
I hope that I'm back
Intoxicate
Who makes it back
You wouldn't turn back
Fed on obsidian
Scarred, enflamed, then raised my own
My mind, found inverted
Furrows of grief outgrown
Face down the predicate foe
Face down its will to hurt
Or its replete will to nothing
Distortion almost contact claws right out of my body
Not of the crown, but of my flesh
To distillate my fate was sent over the veil with the rest
Finally cleared the crest
What do I do with the black oil seeping out my pores
Tyler The Creator - Intoxicant Waves Lyrics
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Go forth, emissary
Who makes it back
I hope that I'm back
Intoxicate
Who makes it back
You wouldn't turn back
Fed on obsidian
Scarred, enflamed, then raised my own
My mind, found inverted
Furrows of grief outgrown
Face down the predicate foe
Face down its will to hurt
Or its replete will to nothing
Distortion almost contact claws right out of my body
Not of the crown, but of my flesh
To distillate my fate was sent over the veil with the rest
Finally cleared the crest
What do I do with the black oil seeping out my pores
Who makes it back
I hope that I'm back
Intoxicate
Who makes it back
You wouldn't turn back
Fed on obsidian
Scarred, enflamed, then raised my own
My mind, found inverted
Furrows of grief outgrown
Face down the predicate foe
Face down its will to hurt
Or its replete will to nothing
Distortion almost contact claws right out of my body
Not of the crown, but of my flesh
To distillate my fate was sent over the veil with the rest
Finally cleared the crest
What do I do with the black oil seeping out my pores
Writer: ALEXANDER JEFFERY LIGHT
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