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Tryna find truth within the lies
That's when the blues find you
In the nick of time
Mastering the art of getting by
While you're struggling against
Every

[Verse 1]
You said forever, but forever's come undone,
Promises were fire, now the ashes are what’s left.
I gave you all my heart, but you were just

Every morning when I wake up
A couple seconds go by
Where I can't remember that
My heart is broken
And I can't feel the pain inside
Suddenly it

by the time I was 12 I had to already defend myself
And I wasn't there to tell me
Stop tryna love everybody with a broken heart
Stop trying to write

Looking out as i gaze the stars wandering what and who the hell we are.
Pondering how we got this far when all the shady people want to do is spread

the irony is that as an artist, you too are unsatisfied
This is true, yet remains false
Been waiting for a miracle to happen all these years
I'm sitting by

pieces are
You fucking joking this world is burning and smoking you keep on
Dreaming and coping so sick of being so broken but you
Can't believe the things

for a livin’. 
Make beautiful music. It used to be different. 
Now the views that we grew with are hidden, 
confused and forbidden and viewed

breath in the air
It hangs there like unanswered prayer
And I'm reminded time flies by
And one day soon we'll surely die
So if this the end of us
I'd thank

I'm enchanted by love
The female spirit is enhancing my lust
I felt the curves of her calves and thighs
The art of seduction
The spark in her eyes

know that I hop on and I make art like that 
I'm a Well oiled machine every part in tact 
They hear me talk up in the Stu bitch I'm smart in fact

with a bandana, La to Atlanta
I got a sound so raw, I light up the underground, inspiration to all
I work hard some wish that I could fall, I drag you by

onlyfans
Personas are hidden behind plastic glamse
Ms Finance finessing
Can cause a lawyers defense 

Big city life I'm learning art of simplicity 
Sinners

more, I don't know it all
If it's bout my blood, we could go to war

If you put my name on it, you are guaranteed a classic
Put the pen to the paper

Thought it was a home we were just renting
Your heart I tried to hold but it was too big
Now my feet are bleeding from these broken pieces
Memories

feel)

I've done a lot of damage baby
Broken many hearts
Imma lova and fighter baby 
I be speaking with my art
Love is so conflicting
Issa matter of my

enamored by the stars
She said "tell me what sign you are"
I said: proceed with caution
Happens to often
A lover boy till they put me in the coffin
Pickin'

storylines
Its the art of war
The heart, the glory
Mandatory for a chance to be immortalized
Polarized by the pageantry
The prestige and tradition of triumph

beats and getting stoned

Drowning is my preference
Method of a slightly broken
Hands are open for surprises
Divided from the upper sky
Life's a bitch you

weakness
But my history reeks
My art seeks this
We be the realest humans in tears
Please release my fears
And then I'll be completely here
And in that moment

Color me with "[Fairness]"
Unseen arts from [God]
Gifts from above
Sent to make the rotten go
When you tried to
Keep your "[Order]" from below

a name that we claim so great
Picture perfect, but a broken frame
Is what I remain
Pause, these are my thoughts
Searching for light in the dark
God what I

- No
She never held no one's hand
No matter who you are or what may be a proper man
Everything can always get broken
She had never learned to love

Doubt No question


Yeah. I wasn’t really sure if I loved you

Just judging by what I heard about you

But you triggered my cravings no doubt boo

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