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Crystal ball engineer
Hides behind the cage culture circus veneer
The symbolism splitting hairs on
Their little chins
The chins middle finger
Deep inside of everyone
There's a hot ball of shame
Guilt, regrets, anxiety
Fears we dare not name
But, if we show the ugly parts
That we hide
I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside, mm-mm
I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide, oh no no
No, no
I've got a feeling
Oh please believe
they just hide when I see 'em
I got haze eye, bitches tryna slide in my DM, uh
I was only fifteen when I had a Rollie
Cookin' squares in the kitchen,
would know
I tell my guys, "Go get 'em," then you best hide your melon
Call my Porsche, "The Terrorist," 'cause it's the 911 (911)
In the trap with
are getting close, when I finally will leave here
Please don't hide and cry, no please don't shed a tear
I just feel if it's better I can fly away
well you know I'd rather live off the goodwill of strangers
and let my hair grow wild and wide
than have the shadow of money crossing over me
livin' forever
And once I'm gone, they'll treat my lyrics as treasure
I feel like Beckham just, peep how I kick it (?)
But everything is natural hair
free
Free
You were so fearless woah-oh
You didn't cry or hide or throw up
So fearless, woah-oh
No emotional trauma
Just fearless Woah-oh
Well,
Day dreaming
The wind in my hair, the salt in the air
No worries, no cares and you
Day scheming
Escape to the dunes
To hide from the group
And you'll kill for a promise I can't keep
Just like a game of hide and seek
The secret's in the silence
When you scream
I'm sinking down to the depths
fuckin' with at the same time
Or do I have you to myself or is it just for the night?
And baby, I'm a open book, I ain't got nothin' to hide
But you, you
It's the time to say goodbye
With the secrets that we hide
Clever
All we ever dreamed about
We could make it if we tried
Ever
Even if
She works at the local taqueria
She always smiles at me when I go there
Her hair it smells like oranges
She makes me feel warm
If I was a honey
If I was Jesus
I'd have some real long hair
A robe and some sandals
That'd be what I'd wear
I'd be the guy at the party
Turnin' water to wine
face
My hair, my dress, my shape
Would you stay, would you stay
Just give me something to improve
'Cause I need you always, always
Now I'm lying
the aftermath of a sad, sad song?
I see your hands
The way they hide up your sleeves
Your slender little fingers in a tight white fist
That was meant for me
as apple blossom
Bright as a clear blue bird
Them demons is hard on your trail
Oh when you, you try to hide behind love
I am the fool, baby who loves
hide so quiet?
You're beautiful blonde hair
I thought we had so much share
Did I see something that wasn't there?
Hiding on the way, hiding
You tie your laces left over right
Read Herman Hesse by a 60-watt light
Part your hair on the improper side
You think you're cool but you're just
all to see
But the skeletons I hide have much thicker skin than me
No form of study could have made come prepared.
Your arms around my neck became
I see the way you move
It's fluid
Be here by my side
Got nothing to hide
I know that you're hurting
I see the tears behind those eyes
And I
Damn, I haven't washed my hair for days
Another day I'm feeling lost
Lock myself in now I lie awake
Can't erase the pain you've caused
It's
Four AM and I hear that cry
Look through the curtain but no sign of life
She stumbles longing over
All the secrets she hides
And suddenly sweeps
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