Self Love and Acceptance – LYRICS

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The past is the past we ALL have SOME darkness on THAT shelf… I FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT MYSELF.
LIKE ON THE DANCEFLOOR YOU LOVE AND ACCEPT YOURSELF…
WE FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT OURSELVES
Even though I may have done things I judged negatively in the past, I fully love and accept myself.
Even though I may have done things others judged in the past, I fully love and accept myself.
There is no I or separation between others and self,
Or between you and destiny of comfort, love and wealth
Even though I may have done things I judged negatively in the past, I fully love and accept myself.
We can visualize going back in time to send love to our inner child
wrapped in fine Linen, whether crying or grinning…
and giving them compassion, we’re willing
To look at my past perceived losses so we’re winning.
We visualised healing any wounds our inner child perceives
Retroactive healing for any unfulfilled needs.
Wishing on a star? Wish on yourself, that’s what you are.
Mother nature made ya perfect just the way you are.
Wishing on a star? Wish on yourself, that’s what you are.
Mother nature made ya perfect just the way you are.
The past is the past we ALL have SOME darkness on THAT shelf… I FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT MYSELF.
LIKE ON THE DANCEFLOOR  YOU  FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT YOURSELF
WE FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT OURSELVES!

 

The black ooze of stress and frustration you squeeze
and stretch out your shoulders is hiding a few of these

Precious gems and crystals. And when those shoulders are less tight They allow the wings to grow out in the precious rainbow light.

You are the best you that you can be.
But hold your inner child now, cos you’re family.

My inner child crying or growling,
A babe crying or a gremlin gnawing and gnashing.

Crying about not feeling heard, listened to or understood, not a word.

I almost forgot being cool was a facade
Always fragile and sensitive, never been hard.

Am I a loser? Am I a self abuser?
Am I failure? Are we all born to fail here?

If you think you are then you are…
So know you’re not, and know you’re hot.

It’s okay to feel guilty, sad, the lot.
Admit it to yourself and you’re bullet proof but shot.

You are the best you that you can be.
But hold your inner child now, cos you’re family.

The past is the past we ALL have SOME darkness on THAT shelf… I FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT MYSELF.
LIKE ON THE DANCEFLOOR YOU FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT YOURSELF…
WE FULLY LOVE AND ACCEPT OURSELVES
Even though I may have done things I judged negatively in the past, I fully love and accept myself.
Even though I may have done things others judged in the past, I fully love and accept myself.

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Bluebells, Angels, Soundsystems and Mic Cords

She said “most little girls won’t look for a prince, so they won’t find him,
they’re looking for a villain and hope to find a prince inside him,

most grown women learn better and some wise girls know from the start”,
But I don’t play the game of faking villain, life ain’t a game, it’s art.

They don’t wanna hear how I’m like Jesus or Buddha cos I failed,
they wanna hear how I tried but in comparison I paled,

paled like the white depiction of Christ, sometimes I was cold as ice,
aimed for bodhisattva-like compassion, I’m just not that nice.

They don’t wanna hear how I tried to forgive acting like it’s all bless,
like Jesus forgave the men who put the spear in his chest.

They wanna hear the truth, we’re friends now, I wish her the best
but if I think about it now I overstand better but it still gets me vex.

The old man on his bike in the graveyard smiles like there’s a secret we share,
Like we’re two of a chosen few who knew… we’re not really there.

I’m like a bluebell on a grave, like an angel in a rave, you can help me here.
Sometimes I care so much it looks like I don’t really care.

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Sometimes, sure, I’m bored like retired Timelords wondering why your
Average human being even bothers to rhyme for.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

Bluebells on graves… angels in raves,

Letting go for forgiveness, happy to live blessed.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

 

UR INFINITE #spiritual #conscious #hiphop #ukhiphop #kevthepoet

You’re infinite (poetic Hip-Hop with live violin)