Indimess -Twice Inna Row

Indimess
Can you find empathy
For every sickness of man
Is the cure even righteous?
Or more like the xan
If I were more of a poet
If I could sing all the notes
If I had all the answers,
That would be what I wrote.

So have a seat in the sun
Keep those eyes closed
It’s more than many Mary’s
If you wanna find gold

Forget the radio
Too big for the “to do”
I like cardboard brooms
And honey tunes
I’m always in candy mode
And feeling like a five year old
Gotta keep a sugar flow
Walking in my favorite store
No proper action,
No protocol
Everyone’s lost then,
Memories stall

Me I like flowers,
Time by myself
Jane is always watching
If I need some help

Sitting smoking on my reefer
But I’m not staring at my sneakers
I’ve got ice in all my speakers
And I won’t have it any neater
Oh I’m sitting and I’m smoking on my
Reefer

Sitting smoking on my reefer
But I’m not staring at my sneakers
I’ve got ice in all my speakers
And I won’t have it any neater
Oh I’m sitting and I’m smoking on my
Reefer

Sitting smoking on my reefer
But I’m not staring at my sneakers
I’ve got ice in all my speakers
And I won’t have it any neater
Oh I’m sitting and I’m smoking on my
Reefer

Indimess -Twice Inna Row