Lyrics:
Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
even got to buy you stuff
I was broker than a joke, but you were by my side
I don't take that shit for granted, let me tell you why, hold up
People
Music by 10,000 Maniacs - Lyrics by Mary Ramsey
Shards of glass cut through my gaze
Broken streamers hanging at my legs
Drunk and giddy full
100,000
It's simplex
Different breed
Like the head of a falcon verse Set
No one's perfect
Or expect
Just accept I'm willing to dream
By any means
Necessary
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
Yeah I always had a dream like Dr. King
Maniac Flame hot boy yeah I'm moving mean
I'm a star I wanna act where a movie scene
When I bust on her ass
You made this bed with idle hands,
Tired hearts, and unwoken souls, our
Death is out new breath
My coma is my life
Sleep on, dream on
Circle the sky
Legend
Put some respect on my name
I can step in any hood
And best believe that I'm straight
Name good in every circle
I put in work like a slave
Just
curtains open, so that's her fate
Leaving out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
Whipped out my
my casket saying ”he could still do it!”
I wanna die with an unfinished metaphor about life dancing circles in my dream state cuz it means there's
me on track
They wanna see my setback
Panic attack
But I’m not hitting the sack
This is my dream, this my life
A planned attack
I get no books, got no
played pretend we’d get by it
Must be my fault cause I’m the only one trying
The sick part is you are the reason
You chose him as I chose the grieving
believe what you have seen
23 red doom stars shining in the sky
The circle of the chosen ones is bounded by a sign
A union of the blackened souls,
escape from their cage
Eight enemies at the gates, slainblood on my Sirian hands
Speak to Eris through the pineal gland
My rap style rhymes circles around
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