Fed Up With Your Job

Be full of fabric's origin
Restructured into crystalline
Body density transmuting
Changing what heaven has of what radical is the next level
Ascension may flow sad
The cellular end might just come to be all
Unity conscious head
Wise to our truth of pre-dimension

The higher vibrating structure
Lead expression of the inner
Integrate the source further

Consciousness is the real thing itself
Extending, widening, inquisiting on it
Turning to the past
Feel the love
Pinker than
Hill within
Escalade (oh, oh, oh, oh)

Open dialogue with my fears
Eat food to the fabric of tears
What have they to say? I'm all ears

Bring them all so you can cover me
And I, I'm kind of a steady heavy man, so I'm conscious of this
Screens structured, pre-stylen, board-reader slippery matter-tasky
Kiss-up-wording, we are the minds
The chorus are we, in and out of hell

Mill the mouths, exubiate
Here within, elevate