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You gotta listen to me 
I'm gonna talk you through 
We're angels who've been trapped by  
Our own demons too
Keep on holdin' tight  
No slippin'

back no
Bae gon and moan, I like your tone

Just met tonight , I can tell by your eyes
That your body likes, the way I touch you
Tell me if I'm right,

Running away of masses, rabbles chasing my tail
I need a psychiatrist i'm running from pain
All these words they serve me well, feed me back what I say
I

We live in a world that is divided
By ethnicity and religion, we're all misguided
This is a very important message so listen up
And don't turn away

There exists a congruence and I haven't got the heart to tear it all apart
Don't ask me why I'm sad when the sky turns black
I am what I am in this flim

seven
If I can still have her by the end of the week
Ooh, ooh

And if loving her's a drug, then I wanna be addicted
Why would I get clean when

need it, then I got it, cause I'm your brother
Never been perfect, but I go beyond the surface
In the circus we all tempted by the surface
Tough love

whine
Praying that I'm good and just need some time
Need a plunger for my head cuz I got shit on my mind

Turn me down once that second time you put

probably from my old outfit
But I know they ain't bout shit ya can't move overcrowded
Yo spot has got toxins that's watched by those plotting
Even in the end

in the alley
When I was a Young Boy Never broke, we toke
Until we grow our own bok choy Oh boy, who's this
Sound like a dog, just don't call me a bitch

hoping that you can notice
That I came here for more
JAY got it all and it's undercontrol
So you better get me the tour
I'll be out there by four
Know I

can turn around
I coulda got started in 2016 but I've used all this time just to find myself,
Shit I'm shining so bright bout too blind myself,
I was

Say shawty what yo name is 
Baby where you from
You looking like someone I can wrap around my thumb
When I'm done with you
Still be feeling numb

be creepin
Hiding under your bed when you're sleepin
Out of the covers we be peekin
Monsters keepin me from countin sheepin
Yeah, we're writing hits

the junkies gone talk
I ain't need no Nigga I just need me some drugs
You must think ima fool nah I ain't showing love
I can turn this bitch up make em dance

nothing here you can't minimize
Its  real life, complex stress sharp like a cryptic knife
Wears a watch that doesn't work, missing time
Friends turn against

off-track
She Is... That anomaly who comforts me even when I'm being a stupid-ass
She Is... The love of my life. It's only a matter of time until she becomes

to the tomb tell me just who is risen
Cuz all I know is whose body is missing
That's why I make a passion for Christ like Mel Gibson
I don't keep nothing hidden

can trust
Someone who sees through the cracks, the scars I try to hide
Someone who knows the beat of my heart, even when the music died

Burning,

moving digital
Aiming for the top and  won't need a miracle

Yeah physical
Jheez critical
Step up in the place can't say I'm ridicule
Mind of a criminal

since the flip phones
Who said that we broke
It must came out his lips wrong
Like hold on, see me on my dolo
Pokin' out the pro club
But I don't really do

The only thing that heals me is the sound of a rhyme
All I need is music daily feeding my soul
For the times I can't see clear and get out of control
Who is

White Rhythm and Blues

John David Souther

You're Only Lonely

1979

I don't want you to hold me tight
Till you're mine to hold
And I don't even want you to stay all night
Just until the moon turns cold

All I

Medula is a slave for me
Can't let that run away
Praying for them sunny days
Know I need a fucking break
Stuck inside this hungry stage
Treading through