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you sleep is a week
I'm feeling the pain again
Feeling the waves again
This life is so dangerous
Mistakes are made by us

Feels in your system I don't

together we fighting for all of our peers
They knockin us off by the year Big bra got killed at Wendy's caught him in the rear
He didn't deserve to die, we

Overcoming my chains
An Eternal Atake
But when dreams dissipate
I'm just left with an ache
It's making me wonder if dreams a mistake
Recommune with our demons

enormous
Connect to the sky find the opening
According to plans
It's costly but you gotta pay for your dreams
I'm barely gett'n by it's exhausting I'm

And it was written
For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish
Yet the inward man is renewed day by day
For our light affliction,

ouctchea, Yen
Never without a robotic pine apple pen
You can just talk to the hand, 
Cant see me I'm waving you in 
But you're blind, and your trapping is

gifted judging by my mixtapes
Nobody pure we all make mistakes
See the smile it's cause of the big cheque
Time waits for no man you gonna regret
Can't go

of the human race
Never knew an escape beyond putting a knife to my throat

Broken household
Rotten apple
Fucking asshole
Taking innocence
It doesn't make any

they kept on passing by
I can't imagine how much stress
Was hiddin right behind his eyes
But he kept the lion in its cage
He hid it from our sight
I try

There wont be another time
You don't get another try
No mistake, get your shit straight
Speed through every yellow light, heavy on the break
Tripping

nobody comes and disrupts
Just you and I
Under the old apple tree
Living off highs
Say we're in love to get by

You feel the monster in my chest
You see

the track
This beat was made by my good friend Marty Costes
That's a beautiful beat, look
Uh

One, two
Uh. Look
Blessed with an atrocity, these demons shake

Predator Don't bait it's prey
Or wait to make a Move
Wanna fill these boots
But couldn't walk a mile in these shoes
Hanging by a thread
At the Mercy

works the way it's supposed to be?
And how can a mistake hurt?
How can a misstep condemn an integrity?
Who's lies are the ones we believe
And how long

flick, like damn
You all look nice but minus them girls you soared up twice
The amount of times on the board of my favorite things about you
It's sorted by

And if that wasn't acute enough
I'm so desperate to be loved by you
And I can't move without you
All I know how to do is suffer

I never thought there

of a man-child: unstable, raving, & hell-bent on pushing everyone in his life away
A mistake made by a high school loser became the reality of an infant
Time stops

It seems like I'm watching myself in a picture from yesterday
In love with life and the world, even though it's just a big mistake
Waking up as soon

inside my head
These clouds that form puddles
Soaking every single step
That I take
This tape,
Yeah, I hope you found it
My faith, Erased.
No more mistakes

through mistakes that you made
Putting in work everyday, ain't no 401k, our stability is how we get paid
Savoring your taste like a new found delicacy
Open

Love High
written, Performed & Produced by Donald XL Robertson  
Publishing: No Mistakes Allowed Publishing (BMI)

Chorus:
This that love high 
you

cycle from beyond

A beautiful sight
Was crossing my eyes
Harmony in place
Still unsatisfied
An apple encased
In folly displaced
I'm tempted to try

smiling
Mistakes in life
Wah fi rewind it
And try again
Wid Wah mi know now
Displeased by the bad choices
That's growing up
often
High like the gas prices

that's fine

Orchards of apple trees flying by
Out the window of the van
If you're leaving 'cause you're looking for something
Someone like me could never