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you
I just like you
You laugh the way you do
But you don’t need to
You don’t need to
I’ll take you by the hand and let you go
Like on boats, trains,

speak free
Not because its easy, prophecies go beep-beep
Wake me from sleep, keep me digging deep
Till the note I wrote the day I was born, been torn

a brown paper girl outside
Suffocating while waiting just for an affirmation
Some people may call it hating but this my observation
We in a nation where

know, you know me
You do
I'll call for your name
Paralyzed by change
I'll keep waiting
I'm too in love to ever let it go
Holding onto words you told me

am not your average
Yeah
Only fucking with a sad bitch
Yeah
My head is full of traffic
I let it out by singing sad shit
Yeah
I'm a motherfucking goth

(Slxm Supreme let 'em have it, boy)
Press Play On Mines yeah!
Press skip on your shit
Press Play On Mines yeah!
Press skip on your shit
Press Play

and make you be my wife
You are the sunshine even at night
I'm eclipsed by the sun that's in your eyes
Baby oh
Honey oh
Call me over
Let us go
In the Rover

Seek, seek away, critique, you always find a way
Staring for days waiting for you to return the call
Speak everyday a thousand words a second, yeah

endless warfare
The call of the sirens
Left me with no guidance

Not a place, but a feeling turned alive
By the one who cut me off from my hive
Let

follow suit
Flush them down the toilet
I be working day and night; Kid Cudi tease
Gotta get my body right; I no longer fit in my jeans
Call it childish,

and grinding since Day1
Ask me how I'm doing? I always say A1
All these battles I fought by myself
Turnt to the six just like no-frills
Back in the bay, all my

There are some things that friendship's just not
And I cannot call you at any hour now
I'm not waiting for you to get off work

I won't know how it turns

Too much space to let it waste
She's proud to call this place mine

Leaving abusers that treat her like losers
She's always down to drive
Making

kick up a fuss
Find the cheapest place to drink
Later being sick in the sink
Cigarette machine is slow
I call the man to let him know
Empty glasses

Shuddering by night and day
Testament to my obsession
Thy penance seems aptly
Yet the remorse plagues me

Nectar of thy spirit
Candor ripped from it

keep on fighting
Guess that's why
I gotta keep on writing

Deciphering
Through these missed calls and texts

After grinding through a long day with no

street she got a wetty

Don't do drama overhyped saga all them tings there just lava
Punjab baby calling me baba that's 10 missed calls from her father

Cut'n through the water with the sun shine'n on her, the bow throws off a spray
Days like these with a steady breeze, you feel its all go'n your way

rear
I'll appear, I'm near, night and day
Wait, matter fact, let me grow a pair

How am I a simp for you, and you don't give me credit?
I call you you

gotta go pay the full, price
I might cry now if I let it
I write down poetic
Despite my aesthetic
Bringing nighttime vibes in the morning
Thank God I'm

been
Unwary foes will die by his hand

The town folk call him a Silent Stranger
From his past he was a Ranger
Cause he leads a life of danger
He’ll

to go around
I am covered by amazing grace
And oh how sweet the sound

Lord, you know my pain
So I call upon your name
I will hang on, hang on
I will hang

the constant convincing
To allow myself to stop a while and breathe
I admit that one could call it "self-destructive"
But I know that letting go is hard for me

living on
Not a day goes by
Without picking up the phone and checking the time
And I'm like holy shit its like something to 9 at night
And I am willing