Thank my master

How does she know what the song says?
It's just little bubbles popping in my head
Translation it's all miles Davis
Just get use to the new rearrangements
Vet out my breathes mouth
Wait for the moment just to test round
I don't know the difference from a clenched lid
To a dire blessing
I'm probably a mess again
Waiting for the illusion to fall away like sand
Even when the grit fits in the psalms written on my hand
Call it love the new you
Feeling around for misconceptions
I'm still paused waiting for my satellite to adjust
God damn that missed direction
Lost with a purpose
Move weight in boulders
I only got shoulders and the body beneath
Stay calm the gifts have been reached
The planets evolved into peaks
I'm jumping them when my sin speaks
Calculated border inspections
Mixed with bad lies, teeth, and the reverend
I'm at the end
The dead road knew the no outlet no
I'm with no spouses
I'm a closet suspended on the wall
You missed the tally no jewelry in but stalled
I'm super nice
A period of expulsion
I'm unloading
A freight upon dates and time and events It's all a matter of a week
All that matters is the wreck
Pile up the fragment of metal
Turn a blind eye to the scrapers
Make money off me
Thank my masters