Levels

By Innerspecies

Released on January 6, 2021

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Over rainbows, I am on another level when I’m with you

I feel good, I feel like I can get through anything I need to

It’s so damn blissful, hold no imposters, slay demonic monsters

Some higher serenity, fuck, robbers steal souls make some fodder

Devour the pressure, you cannot escape it; you bloom, flower

World so sour the temperature constant rises, slide no coward

Use the music to scold bruises, nothing putrid super fluid

If you lose it, light its fuses, flight up cruises what your muse is

Up and up and up a level, bring it to anothеr level

Keep my feet up on the pеdal, dominate and never settle

Up and up and up a level, bring it to another level

Planting seeds and picking petals, dominate and never settle

I'm caught up in conflict again; empty wallet, no time to bid

Goodbye is what my saying is but isolation gives me the gift

Comfortable and clear vision, I find solace in the night

I'm sorting through the wreckage, embrace what's whole; repair the rest

Liberated former mindset, I can't complain but I'll try

On my own two feet I'll die, I'm tryna thrive not survive

Music what keeps me alive, I gotta heal and not pine

And be honest, claim what's mine; life changing, elevated

Give my thanks and seize the day, someday I'll give everything

And settle for nothing less than the whole green and blue Earth

Up and up and up a level, bring it to another level

Keep my feet up on the pedal, dominate and never settle

Up and up and up a level, bring it to another level

Planting seeds and picking petals, dominate and never settle

Up and up and up a level, bring it to another level

Keep my feet up on the pedal, dominate and never settle

Over rainbows, I am on another level when I’m with you

I feel good, I feel like I can get through anything I need to

It’s so damn blissful, hold no imposters, slay demonic monsters

Some higher serenity, fuck, robbers steal souls make some fodder

Devour the pressure, you cannot escape it; you bloom, flower

World so sour the temperature constant rises, slide no coward

Use the music to scold bruises, nothing putrid super fluid

If you lose it, light its fuses, flight up cruises what your muse is