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have what we didn't have

I'm trynna make it home real fast
I found my real home in someone
I know I'm great and you like that
But don't touch my dick I

some hurtful answers
But I’ll be right there for you
To care for you
Trust me I’m prepared to do
Things that I was scared to do before
Hands touch eyes

reason why
Open your hands to me
I'll give you all I can

Where have you gone?
I'm dreaming of you
Embraced by love
Once did I know
A glaze of a dream
We

you turned away from me
When you left me by the sea
Just your footsteps in sand
As the world passed through my hands
Tell me what would you do
If it

him, but still, they got to see him
So what's the truth, the word was never written in text
Altered by the hands of humans and not giving respect

him, but still, they got to see him
So what's the truth, the word was never written in text
Altered by the hands of humans and not giving respect

dae grip land
En na so de money dae by Zip bag
The only man wae dae tackle the hit man
En dem know say ar kin sorkor mingle with the borkors tell these

to myself like what's next for you?
You got decisions on decisions
But nothing left to choose
Hands out wide open talking bout somehow I'll make it through

even mean that in a romantic way
I'm talking plutonic don't have a best friend I would call and say
Hey man I appreciate you everyday
Sticking by me

That you're not here anymore, but it's hard to be strong
The heart is breaking I can't hold it no more
Days are passing by without your presence holding

the worth is
Sleight of hand type of man
Stay misdirectioning your persons
Every line define a different galaxy in different versions
Way I spurt these words

gone 
We fell apart, an arsehole draggin us from something strong
Inside out and twisted up you lef tthen
You know that life is fucked without your best

Why did tears come
When those hands
Would touch me
Morning and evening
cmidst the crowd
But not a single drop
Of tears would fall
Every day, amidst

beyond empty as lately hardly slept
Guess it's how they made me by not giving a hand
Son of earth, the less worth of note the farther from birth
Took

Like measuring rain clouds with her feet
Slowly growing, constant pulling
A tender kiss to touch the edge of what you're doing

Boy, are you strong

I feel complete
Walking on air, with your hand in mine
Together we'll conquer, we'll cross every line
Every touch ignites a fire deep within
Lost in

inside this bag I got to my left

These woods heal wounds when I couldn't heal by myselff
That's my helping hand

Turned & helped my man before I helped

strong 
You are the story in every love song
You my bad  and you are my good my demons 
The angel the could and the would
With you by my side its like

packs of gushers.
Whole life a hustler.
NY to Russia.
Foreign lands with no hands, I still touch ya.
You suckers couldn’t ketchup or cut the mustard.

is a space known by a few
Lord I see purpose but its faint, in the air
They poison pure souls, the matchup is a scare
Out of touch so I connect like

be better people
If I'm reaching out my hand don't you slap it down
Only every once in a while, do we genuine spirit that comes around
Let's make it

the Benz matte black no lights on
No engine on, bit by the snakes the venom ain't strong
Call us at risk cuz we at risk
Of gettin rich, we'll teach each

by darkness, I don't want any armor
When I can travel through time
Like it's nothing but clockwork
I'll take your barking dog off of his collar
And put

sane enough
To do this thing and stay in touch
With values that I cared for as a student in the days above
And since I see the world now in sepia tone