Rhys Langston - Mixed Media lyrics

Proximity feeling me inside the Back of lines I've never felt this Stronger than when I'm inside My own ———— Mixed media Langstónia Came to breathe Puckered up Kiss never soul, feet To toes Acrylic rhythm, bold Wax, mould Stream, fold; Encaustic lump Canva** the neck (Galaga shirt, castle brick Slow reflect) Public Solitudes Test tubes for suicide Of the mental nature Load the pistol Steal mind from the breaker ———— For I Never felt this way about my Never felt this way about the approach of the ———— Black modes, strip screwed soul Acrylic rhythm, bold For mind's body To unhold, yeah Isms bought and sold At that cornerstone stronghold While them shattered cardiacs deconstructs the untold That same art relegated to reactions Full being is abstracted in pursuit Of the counter factions The comma, cause pause, inaction 
that's only for them treatises while The cracked chest that's just for the obsequious ———— For I Never felt this way about my For I Never felt this way about my Never felt this way about my mind Never felt this way about my mind Never felt this way about the approach of the ———— Fixtures sold Stripped from the ceiling and hauled unto my; Under oath Crossed my stars, dotted my sun rays; Action bolt Dead at the lock, alive right in time; Growth in bone Etched out, until last I found my own ————