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It won’t hold still
Until it suffocates
Strangled by mistakes
Life’s bitter conscience
Taste self-imposed violence
Encased in silence
Within striking

pass her by
The morning sun will bring her
Something new.

She was 18 when she left home
In search of something more
Than the golden fields she played in

Facebook friend

Not even good at making toast no
It’s always burnt
And I won’t ever be your most
Oh, I just never learn
Yeah, I always burn my toast
And I

[VERSE 1]

First off Fuck everybody

No one hears me at all

I don’t try to cuss in my lyrics

I’m just feeling like I only got these walls

Day by

to me
And she said hey there fella is this seat taken
And I said no its still here in fact its bolted to the floor it ain't going nowhere
Well the fact

usually
Have a little bit more self respect
Just take me
And everything that I possess
I think I been missin
A life of submission
My body
Doesn't belong

And the fucked up part, it's happened four times before
Last time I said no more, and almost moved to Baltimore 
But then I woulda been curved by Sally who sells

going with some more tracks for y'all
The nexts ones called sneaky link by Paradisx
Can you relate
Anyways keep it locked with us y'all
Been a minute

Left his blicky at the crib, know he supposed to have it on him
Back of her like a horse, I had to grab her by the pony
Countin' off the racks until my

going on
Won't you speak your heart

Maybe I can help you if you feel unsure
What once felt so right
Now keeps you up at night
Time is passing by

Now you

devise a tribe to try
Align the sides of pie we slice define em by the size they like
Plated up, in line by no one waits for us
Wav could lace the bass in

up emotions
Ive been building distance from my own friends
Try and be a little bit more open
Let you know I love ya' in a message that I won't send
But

Ooh
No games and I'm working
Harder by the way
Which means mamas workin'
Smarter by the day
Abs ass teeth titties
Legs back waist
Hair nails skin

Paranoia like clockwork
Singing with my demons to the same old fucking songs
No light in these words, so hollow
I hope by morning I'll be gone
I hope by

as sweet as you thought,
I am so glad to see you,
And don't worry I won't betray you
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Give me 4 reason, 4 gesture, 4 word
To survive
Eaten by that

I just tend to make it happen by myself don't need a loan
I just tend to make a hit bitch every time the beat is on
I could pullup with my windows up

my deed

After a while I yearned for something more
Tired of waiting for them to come to me
Building my courage by taking neighbor's pets
Torture then

on Thanksgiving we distracted by who's winning it's a rigged game
Shorty fine plus da wig giving Bitch slay
How about I get ya nails done dats a trick play 


Now

were misinformed shit, but nothing really more to it
So my girl and I went to the ends, to have a night with my old friend
A few drinks in and he's

Get back in the game, press start, I refrain
I restrain myself, I maintain my health
But with one more try, really use my eyes
Maybe I won't die this

niggas want my spot
Your gonna have to take it
I'm down to kill for the recipe
The rest of me won't allow you
To get ahead or infront or me
I'm head

Sweet aromatics of my ...by day the queen
I got in the shoes that I have kept.. cometh that day for me..

Laid still as a parlor that the public

When you smile that way at me baby
I just have to fall, for you
In love with you
And when i wake up with you lying by my side 
And you give those

the tide
Open the door to your mind
Let the sunshine stream inside

Don't look at the mirror
Don't say you're no one
When the problems pile up
They still can