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Have you ever loved someone so much you'd give an arm for?
Not the expression no literally give an arm for?
When they know they're your heart
And you

My hands are shaking feel like my voice is gonna start breaking
I jump up on a stage and worry bout the impact I'm making
I'm sitting at my desk

heart, set it on fire
Burn away the nothing heat me up with desire
Jumpstart my heart, hang it on a wire
Make me more than a broken voice in a "Broken

Stop Eating

Cex

Maryland Mansions

The city makes so much noise when you record it
The streets have secret voices
If they don't shut up, your head will get dirty
So you block out

Every step you take
Without truth - Make
Every heart that beats
A solitary drop of dew in a voiceless morning

And if I could not see - I'm by your

when it comes down to it
I'm not a talker
I got a temper, short, an apaller
You ain't real, you're a fraudster
Act hard but you ain't never had arms

wanted to leave so what you mad at me for
If you're going then go, f*ck the long talk
Look it was you who started raising your voice
Now we both up in here

Ayo what's up man
It's your boy Sixth
Back in the studio
My voice still raspy than a mufucka
But I'm still in here
Wassup baby
Take me out to dinner

you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game

And I can’t even front
You should respect a heaux
Who manifests what she wants
By letting go of control
Promise my heart is your favorite spot
Promise

a lot of dark days,
Only a small number of people listen to my songs,
If you’re new, let me tell you ‘bout my first 4 tapes

My first mixtape – Forever

facing a lot of dark days
Only a small number of people listen to my songs
If you’re new, let me tell you ‘bout my first 4 tapes

Hey look, my first

myself
Yes I surrender myself, I don't need nobody else
Cuz You're calling me
So hold my heart cuz Lord I'm letting go, letting go
My life was made for You

me my heart's
A dead battery love discard and destroy
This is not my inner voice by choice

Throw me into the center of the room
Everyone can see

From 'Rotator', by The Lucky Nightsticks

Be patient baby
Be patient baby
You're alive
You're free
You're a part of me
Your Mississippi
Mississippi

I couldn't take it any more
My heart about to burst
I walked right out
Didn't shut the door
I hiked 50 blocks and I didn't stop
Down to Lincoln

these monodies
Nick is a winner, this G is a novelty
You can be bitter but you're just a wannabe
Ee! You can be bitter but you're just a wannabe
 
Ay you

tired and lonely
When the ones you would call are fake that means you're tired of phonies
No rest for the weary mind of the jaded heart
I'm feeling like

Stop!
A moment of silence
As shadows in my mind disperse
I wait
I never wrote down your number
Always known by heart
Your name is just a heart
I

cool, cause I trap so hard
That all my homeboys nicknamed me trapezoid
I really never gave a fuck because my dicks enlarged
If you didn't know by now,

be alright babe.
I will no make no lie
I want you by my side
But this version of me makes me sick sometimes
Pretending everything will be alright

To be there
When times gon' get rough
Don't be afraid
Don't be scared
I'm by your side
And I'll always be right here
All this time is worth it
You're my

hearts and eyes on a silent night
By a violent light
River river river yes I get a shittier knife
Got fucker sorted I'm busy smokin' on this sack
I might

Awaken by the sunrise
Like a warm and gentle kiss
Touch my heart open my eyes
I live for every moment like this
It’s routine you cross my mind
Did