Tessellate

By Infinite

Released on October 25, 2013

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[Intro]

Yeah

Uh


[Verse 1: Infinite]

Running along rooftops

Night sky full of white dots

Diamond heist in progress

Pull it off so flawless

Lifestyle of the lawless

Criminal thoughts feel so pure

Crooked politicians keep power, the sick administerin the cure

I can't endure this shit much longer

Though they say its best to wait

This is my temple, lets tessellate


[Stanza 1: Ellie Goulding]

Bite chunks out of me

You’re a shark and I’m swimming

My heart still thumps as I bleed

And all your friends come sniffing


[Stanza 2]

Triangles are my favorite shape

Three points where two lines meet

Toe-to-toe, back-to-back, let’s go, my love; it’s very late

‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate


[Hook]

Go alone my flower

And keep my whole lovely you

Wild green stones alone my lover

And keep us on my heart


[Verse 2: Infinite]

I put my soul in the music, and got nothing in return

The fire slowly dwindles, gotta let it burn

So many sleepless nights,but that's none of your concern

You take this shit for granted, you could never understand it

Look, coming in contact, concepts that are so foreign

Ignoring the boring, more important Matters of life;

Or Matters of death, askin whats left

What else can I give?

I've yet to sell my soul

So I knock on Satan's door, but the devil isn't home, go

I've got nothin left in the tank

Nothin in my pockets, nothin the bank

Nothin on my mind except this music that I make

Hoping I won't slip up, trip and make a mistake

Been at for too long, to be giving a fuck

I should be doing shows, and living it up

But I'm, stuck this cycle, like I'm writing the bible

Doin all that I can but it isn't enough

Huh, so what do y'all want from me

Should I really test my fate

Rap is my temple, fuck it let's tessellate


[Stanza 3]

Three guns and one goes off

One’s empty, one’s not quick enough

One burn, one red, one grin

Search the graves while the camera spins


[Stanza 4]

Chunks of you will sink down to seals

Blubber rich in mourning, they’ll nosh you up

Yes, they’ll nosh the love away but it’s fair to say

You will still haunt me


[Stanza 2]

Triangles are my favorite shape

Three points where two lines meet

Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go my love; it’s very late

‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate


[Couplet 1]

Well I've been stoned to love my lover

Keep my soul, my heart