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Air Traffic Empty Space

There's A Void That I Can't Fill An Empty Space I Cant Replace With Anything At All The Lights Are All Burnt Out And Smoke Will Drive The Swimmers Down

The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays

The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays

spiced bacardi dark No taste for flatter beers Frontin with your mouth open Let me empty out my bladder here Blowin like John Faddis Atomic air traffic

The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays

: So it starts in a lonely town Down the empty street over there Where no tourists gather around Choking up the air Theres only spaces in between All