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how this thang go

fake it til' you make it bitch don't fake it while you still blown
Get his dawg hit, BINGO
Two or three shots, he gone
He was getting

mind 3 days alone with your thoughts

There's dozens of voices now
They're turning into one big sound.
Self soothing by sneaking out
To sing myself

want you to show the world
Be honest with who you

Lately I've been movin' different
Actions been too inconsistent
Textin' heart emojis before bed
By 3

a day three years ago
When the earth beneath my feet just fell away
I was swallowed by the sea
I heard a song rise from the deep
I've never felt so alone

a man; stood near eight feet tall
Touched the very sky
And whenever he walked by
He made all the grown men look so small
But all the gray haired wrestlers

know is that you were my bright light in the dark

You shined without effort I could never match your brightness
I’ll never do better your looks made me

The people surrounded don’t know who I be
I’m feeling so dark and I’m stuck in my mind
Everyday wake up the thought suicide
Don’t want you, don’t need you

This book has been in the works for about three years by the time it's out of my hands and into yours, and I absolutely could not have it happen

the dark, it's lit
I want everything, every motherfucking thing
I was seventeen, auntie put me on the street
And I met a queen in the belly of the beast

the dark
Great Grandad stands alone

And the birds go (twttttttt) on my Great Grandad John
The doggies leave their calling cards
On the stone he stands upon

Those who have such pre-ordained destiny hold tight to the Feet of the True Guru. ||2||
Fruitful is that moment, and fruitful is that time, when one is in

a pole
At least three from the streets
I know five live by the code
Savages in the fold
Halogens on bright, y'all know slime heavy with the smoke

You're Trailing Yourself

Kevin Devine

Put Your Ghost to Rest

2006

Your ears burn and your voice don't sound right

So you spend the next week playing weakened
Rolling three men alone in the dark of your kitchen
Your

the sky it's bright for a while, then it fades.
lucky me i've got three hours left.
lucky me i've got this heart in my chest.
lucky me i've got this four

whore got you pinned down to the floor
but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you)
when thats the one for the birds
when you said that

feet are going numb

And she doesn't know just how she's gonna pay


Tell Sid he'd better buy his mum a jumper

Tell Sid he'd better buy her three

sure to rise
By the time I put the pain into songs I’ma probably be immortalized
Sad that in the end of it I can’t say the same for us
I live my life

of my hands
I've suffered with this burden for a long time now
And I'm sorry I ever got you involved
But 3 years ago I fell in love with you, and nothing

Frances

Eskimo Callboy

The Scene

2017

I'm standing here alone now, afraid of the dark
Watch your light shine on me, sure the way's not too far
I just can't make a move anytime you are

job hoppin'
just a mic and juice
I couldn't wait to get home
Spend some time alone
Writing in the dark
Spirit hit the dome
This no writers block
This

pushin’ 60 as a drunk
He used to sleep outside my daddy’s store all alone
I’ma waitin’ for the bus, three men began to fuss
They kicked him in the gutter,

VERSE 3
Part of me remembers when everything was fine
You called me often
Bought me things
Took me out to dinner
Swept me off my feet
When was the last

Alone again
Staring at my phone under a ceiling fan
Don't know if it's one or two or three A.M.
All I know is I've been here before
Now and then

baby

There's a pain in my heart
Cause we're apart
My world is dark
I wonder if your soul has the same kind of scar
That shows you are alone and far like