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is red
And the stars are dead
I'm feeling a little bit dragged
She sad, come back
I'm falling through the cracks

Listen to these songs
It won't bring

this now
See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing

the Vikings where his from
Red is my colour cus that's what's in my blood
Done many wrongs
Sang many songs
Ate from the floor
Now I praise God
Money don long

on the thighs would you 
Mind if our time intertwined 
I wrote this song for you cuz I'm just tryna see you whine 
Yea I heard you was a dancer baby let me see

trying
People are so dumb
If I'm who they're denying
I'mma be honest—no idea when I'mma put this song out
I used to be weak in the knees but best believe

eyes

There's a black box in my head
Which is actually red
When I crash and burn it keeps a
Record of every last word I said
It goes "one" for the finger

head all damn day long
In a thong the red one with the bow on
Man I don't know what the hell went wrong
I know this won't be your last song
Cause I'm

past gone
Sing like it's my last song
  Yea

Like oh my god oh my god
Yea , yea
Welcome to the mob !

Yea 
Like oh my god, oh my god
cnd no that ain't it

in bed again, dimmed the lights
Thinking that maybe I've lost my mind
Last night, I spilled all of my red wine
Thinking, "yeah, I screwed up this time

trippin', that's my bad
Thought you really was down for me, I was giving you my last
Tell me what's really going on
This shit been on my mind, gotta put it

the slaughtering
Tide of death, blood red sea
Last hour of the failing light
Ride for death in the endless night
Fire of this burning soul
Only in death are we

And fill these pages 'till my fingers are dead
I can sing songs without care in the world
Or at least that was the last thing she wrote
Is there no hope,

how the world stops when I spin a globe
Always showing up
Last year's songs still holding up
See the name now and they know what's up
Price hit the top

Asking you can we make it last forever
You know that I'm drunk and I'm texting your phone
You was good to me why I can't leave you alone
You was good to me

Couple hunnit followers she a nobody
Listen I want this to be the type of love that can last long
Don't want this to end up being just another sad song

the canvas 
You see I'm all in my head

Are your eyes green or are they blue?
When I last saw you they were red 

You're my ghost in the cityscape 
Always

the book of September
When the forest turns red, 
This foliage is burning like ember
On which I wander ahead. 

The autumn sonnet,
The autumn song, 
cnd all

I'm in a waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mopped up
It's a stereotype, it's offensive
And you're the last person I

know I gotta beat my record
Beat the last one, beat then rest them
Put them in a grave that I dug for the love
Serotonin level up, this is not the last

on sales boy you broke and you sick they be calling me trash but be bumping my shit some be cheering me on but be mad over it when I drop this last song

of the things that are out of my hands
Yeah, out of my hands
But I know it won't last long (Know it won't last long)
Say this ain't nothing but a rap song

at the edge of the night
Rhythm is dead
Sky’s getting red
Soon it will be over

Dance in the morning light
Dance at the edge of the night
Thunder and rain
Let's

meet in the middle
Better come here
You want to watch the sunset
I could take you to the sunsphere
Stop at West Hill Ave
Record a song as long as cuz

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