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A traveler in disguise
Walks through a crack in the earth
Were all the rumors really true?
What would that be worth?

Built to align with the sun

want to live in the world no more 
This is not my idea 
But the voices that I hear 
Keep talking to me 
Saying it's better off with out you 
Go jump from

the tide the months they fly by

But I don't see any beaches around me

Silhouettes of sharks in the distance

And seagulls waiting high


Suddenly I saw you

fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
Then read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my

of society 
And turn their minds to sand and build a castle by the sea
Lets Go! Do you know The Dolly Llamas? 
Semi-Anarcho politics in store, Followers of no

I remember days out there on the deep, rock me gently to sleep

I think it started with you throwing up
And by the end we were all spilling our guts

It ain't... easy
Life is... crazy
When you try to be
The best that you can be...
It's hard to be great
Surrounded by all the fake
But I won't bend

This time I'll see things through
Many years that I'm never getting back
The hourglass is up
I don't care if this world's consumed by black

You said

quick before my eyes roll
I’ll let you cut me from my lips up to my ears lobes
Now that my wings are gone everything feels like
I’m a bird caged up

got them heads out so a nigga bread out
You talking money need a play what your bread bout
That broke shit is ass next to being dead clown
We be in

wo ooo
I the hustle for the money
I pray make i get ooo
I no pray for hate ooo
Cause the hustle for the street
No be by work ooo
We work but na grace

that we're the wrong thinkers
But your reckoning is near

Stand up

Now 
Fall to the ground
A shot rings out
Neon bathed crime scene

Now
His pistol's

You accept darkness yet choose to live in the light
So why is that you loathe us who teeter on the edge of nothing?
We who were turned away by both

I'm dying
To wet scrape away the lead
You're not alive in my head
But that would be walking into something
I'm not even sure about
Not gonna stop your

All those wasted years
Buying shit I don't need
All those lonely nights
Staring at the ceiling

If only I knew
How easy it is
To let it all go by
If

free
This whole damn cell a University
That world is ours, who you wanna be
Maywood Beds, rest my head
Upon my jacket for tryna stack it
Fuck your

fever.
For a month, united by soccer we'll be,
Han and you and me.
We all have fussball fever.

Anyone can learn to play just like that,
except for Jabba

I've got a business proposal for you 
I'll bring all the figures over to your house
These are the numbers that I am talking about
The secret proposal

keep from me
I'll be the only one
Sipping poison by degrees
Better that I die young

Its coming after me

Is there a right time?

Its getting harder now

I remember green
The grass, the scent of spring
There was hope in my heart, I believed in everything
I can still feel red
Fire in by bed
Burnin’ in

Check the main road one more time.
Check the main road but I'm sure that you will find.
It is late and closin' down.
There are lights out there but

Chemical moralize in lost ambition
Try to solve a riddle in a cage that holds you
Scientist innocence suppose seek unknown
Mostly Im a memory

Six years ago, in my mind the world would change
I was hopeless, but day by day
I have seen that I was wrong
Times are harder and everything now is

Six years ago, in my mind the world would change
I was hopeless, but day by day
I have seen that I was wrong
Times are harder and everything now is