so long so long good times i won't be hard to find no pity is worse than my own chemistry is untold so long so long good times i won't be hard to find no pity is worse than my own chemistry is untold and quit saying there's nothing wrong in my desert he wont grow to this day i have been hunting for prey but no catch won't seem to stay your soft spoken punch lines like an avalanche of hard rhyme heading for my monsoon thawing is over due