Sun Fallin'

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In this land, I'm bold, and our stories are yet to be told, so here I go again, striking out on my own
Striking out on my own
Striking, striking out on my own
Battling demons day and night, in the struggle I will goddamn unite

Southern fire, it's high pride, it's in my soul
I emerge from the fight, no scars, no scratches
Flowing like a river, yo, I bring it in batches
From the bayou to the city lights, where the dreams go, I take flight

Hustle every day and fucking night, I'm reaching for new heights
Bitch, I'm real, the struggle is too, so what if I gotta do a little driving
Defying the fucking odds in the south, I kick it to the north
Yeah, that's how I thrive

Don't give a f*ck, need to get back
Heat waves rising, temperatures flaring, and the streets on fire
Battling inner demons, rising higher and higher
The weight of the world is on my shoulders, and I can't bear it no more

I'm a survivor, and I'm fighting fire with fire, showing that I care
And I'm gonna be the one left standing, bitch, without a fucking no one staring at me
Riding through the night, chasing my dreams, see
Against all odds, making a scene, see

I'm down in the fucking southern Indiana
When you know the cost, I gotta bring it to you
Kill your cat like a banana, but I fight through the pain
I never lost, bitch, what you think I'm still standing for

Standing tall in your face, in all the adversity
Bitch, you need to learn your place
Cause the southern sun fall, falling, falling, falling down
Never rising on the strange town that I come around

In this land, I'm bold, and our stories are yet to be told
So here I go again, striking out on my own
And I'm never backing down, and I'm taking a stand
Man, what you think about me now

In my fucking voice, I trust
In my fucking voice, you trust
Hand in hand, you'll never fucking beat us
And I know I gotta cut back with all the cussing

I'm trying to, bitch
Man, that's a lesson that I gotta kick
But it's a bad habit, I'm ruining this wicked shit
So I gotta bring it half

Falling, falling, falling, above fucking streets
All the way to the pavement, and you're talking shit
Bitch, you get laid down where you fucking said shit
So don't spray shit, unless you wanna be dead

In the fucking goddamn basement
Cause the southern sun fall, falling, falling, falling down
Never rising on the strange town that I come around
In this land, I'm bold

And our stories are yet to be told
So here I go again, striking out on my own
Falling, falling, falling
Falling, falling, falling

Falling, falling, falling
Falling, falling, falling

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