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it just because we feel all alone
And my soul is covered in your moans
Wild and restless mind
Different versions of silly role play you were suggesting

I'm not a real person my real version's been deceased for so long
An eternity spent on seeking a cure
For my immortality,breathing is forced
By a coven

clear, but thoughts are always hazy
They're not even near reality
My brain has its own version
I have my own fears
She said you have to trust yourself
All

This is Reggae music
From Winterekwa Burundi
Tcha Rastafari

Come close and haffi listen
Society dem naa good all the times yeah!
Some  are good

I sit here singing my old thoughts
Into a silence we've all lost to busy lives
And all the noises in between
I see pictures framed by faces
Holding

Check the Technique

Gang Starr

Step in the Arena

1991

breakin you
Taxin without askin and trackin and snakin you
Makin you succumb to the drums of gangstarr
By far we are, truly gifted ones son
But if you were

a day
But they all end up in the trash
Even though the ones I scrap are almost always better than the last
Don't take my words for granted
The seeds have

Version of me, you came with love guaranteed
And that's why I'll be here forever
It's us now, together
Making the world jealous
And all because I love you

version
I know I'm a good one but I don't feel like it
Music's the escape from all that shit
Mandem saying they are legit
Ain't trusting no one 'till i quit

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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There are so many

the truth is, is Jesus Christ
Who said he is the "Way, the Truth, and the Life"
And Clearly by the tactics and actions by the Kingdom of Darkness
We see that

we got
By scrolling for hours non-stop
We only text on our phones we don't talk
We're losing our physical touch
We're losing it all
So what are we

the pressure
Good enough, we never
You get older, you distinguish
We get older and they shelf us
Perversion of a younger version, leave us helpless
You don't get

knew
Where the gun was hidden in my friends' parents' houses
There are so many versions of my life
Where I'm never writing this song
So many versions

like a siren
I guess I'll be fine being nervous,
I kind of want this version to know you it's hardly known at all
Sweating and hearing my heart beating

youth just bites the fucking dust
Besides, death is coming for all that's last of us
One by one
Two by two
Two by four
Four by four

I can be the ever so

I'm going forward, but my eyes are drawn to everything behind me
Going 90, but I can't help searching all the eyes of every person that I see
Every

All my friends breaking up, 'cause we all want new shit
Seeing y'all all tired of minutiae
Anna seems like she’s about to get married
And even she’s

We are hollow shells
On our bodies they carve

Images that they expect us to become
Imprinted onto our skin
And we complying, allowing this

Check (Check)
We ready (We ready)
Waiting my whole life for this one (Waiting my whole life for this one)
This is magic in solid form (Magic in solid

Swipe left
Swipe right
This superficial shit keep you up all night

People in your town that wanna talk to you
Be seen by millions and meet somebody

baby..IF we had no doubts maybe this could have workedd out but neither of us are that stron,
That’s why it turned out all wrong 

If it could hurt less
But

We are lost  
The race is run 
Now that croc-boy ate the sun 
 
A story you shared in a rundown gymnasium  
Lost a lot in the English translation 

clever
But I can't be the worst version of myself
If I don't meet the devil ever
You heard what I said
Never meet the devil
Ever
Don't wanna meet the devil