Wax Wings

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Midnight - Biiz

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My wings might bun
My dream might dun
Pressure weighing a tonne
But I ain't giving in none
Uh
Flying too close to the sun
My wings might bun
My dream might dun
Pressure weighing a tonne
But I ain't giving in none
Uh
God bless the dreamers may they never stop dreaming
And God bless my connect may he never stop scheming
Bang a deets cheap flights to Sicily
I land pray they got a Morleys or Tennesse
I'm flying too close to the sun
My wings made out of wax
Mumma said I've gone too far and I should make my way back
She know the city's on wass
Finds it hard to relax
Coz every phone call she can hear sirens roar in the back
Shits ridiculous
How I go from the guy that you bicker with
To flying high in the sky like Icarus
Tarantino nor Spielberg could picture this
I sip vino hit the herbs and feel limitless
I know my come ups due coz things are getting kosher
My highs and lows couldn't be any closer
The kingdom I look over
I'm the farmer, priest, the king and the soldier
Negotiate for peace while I hold the revolver
With these super saying I should truly go gold
I been doing this since using jumpers as goalposts
Back when Plugsy was so close
Before I'd get shipped and go ghost
Flying too close to the sun
My wings might bun
My dream might dun
Pressure weighing a tonne
But I ain't giving in none nah
Flying too close to the sun
My wings might bun
My dream might dun
Pressure weighing a tonne
But I ain't giving in none nah
Flying too close to the sun
Dreams might done
Yeah
God bless the dreamers may the never stop dreaming
And God bless my connect may he never stop scheming
Dinner out in London no forks just chopsticks
And shawty laughing each time I drop shit
It's 2022 I've got eyes on the mission
I admit I'm distracted by these beautiful women
Big foreheads but always come iron deficient
Complain they're tired every hour and minute
Listen it's my fourth EP here's another attempt
Been doing this since them kickers with them colourful threads
Deep the subtle messages that I put in the text
Trying not to mirror my past so I just sit and reflect
Flying too close to the sun
My wings might bun
Dream might dun
Weighing a tonne
I ain't giving in none
I ain't giving in none
I'm flying too close to the sun
My wings might bun
My dream might dun
Pressure weighing a tonne
I ain't giving in none
I ain't giving in none

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