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what was and will be
Only cracks and millions of past lives 
I think water should empty the land
Only through death, find a new life
But it existed

to an empty cot
Five seconds' delay when it's pressing time
Makes a missed encounter as fate's lot

We don't know when he'll arrive
Is it already? a month?

but damn this shit feel right
Copped a bottle bet it’s empty by tonight
Same shit that killed Pimp C in my Sprite

It’s ironic AM come alive at night
I

ready?

Aw yeah

Woo

We don't want a Panic at the Disco
We just wanna live our life
But if you Blink 182 then your life
Will just pass you by

Yeah, yeah

Got in the club with my strap
I ain't get checked by security
Touched my first $10
000 and I ain't even hit puberty
I don't even fuckin' juug no more

a bless?
I don’t think there’s a world above us to express
All of the things that are going through my mind at the time
There’s no one in this house by my

scampi pasta
Son’d so many rappers its apparent that I foster
Zoidberg on my plate
Fries by the lobster
One eye open 
Get snipped from the saucer
Y’all go

I live at home still, not paying phone bills
Hydro, or rent, and my mom makes most meals
So it's so ill, I don't need no scrill
Only cash for gas

oh the future is gonna be bright
a clear path and all the stars are out
looking up at the dark blue sky
walking steady not blinded by the light

oh

empty yet he feels so full but he don't know
His full of demon lies yea yea that's for sure
Lord I need your help
Tell me
Where do I go
Don't be look weak

oh the future is gonna be bright
a clear path and all the stars are out
looking up at the dark blue sky
walking steady not blinded by the light

i

I'm a believer again
Felt so empty but here I stand
Ashes and dust are on my hands
But I wash it all away
Before I do my dance
Falling off the edge I

the fact I lost control
You should've known that's not the goal
You had me holding on for hope
We were a team you shook the boat
Quit acting like I live by

war
I ain't pullin' up with straps
I'll throw a bomb in your car pussy nigga
What it is? I'll bring it to your front yard
Where the fuck your mama live

in the middle
In the middle of our lives
I'm so brittle and I'm broken
But at least I'm still alive
Silhouettes in darker colors leave my
Headlights

We live on echoes and dreams
We occupy by being busy
You can drug yourself to sleep
Just to hide from what's missing

Smile and cry
Wonder why
Pass

Time is passing by
And I can't
Live life like I need a hand
I'm a man and you know I will stand
But sometimes you know life gets hard
And leave you in

Exercise so you think I'm hot
Supposed to say that's what it's not
I love to run it's really fun
Let's run 'til our lives are done

Help me understand
What

the taste, we’ll kill for what it takes to become more than what were meant to be. Can you hear me, are you listening. Surrounded by hate and envy, empty

had to keep it fly ofcourse
Made a goal got to drive horse
Or the other Suicide doors
Staring at them by the window 5 years later
Adios to my haters had

a guarantee
You gon be dead and gone fuckin' with DON CHiLLEONE

In a city where the good die young
Savages that occupy their waist with a gun, smoke weed by

to abandon ship swept down to the depths below
All it takes is a command an order anything
But the word never comes
As the sea steals the air from their empty

Where'd you go
My empty soul still comes here all alone
Hands in the pockets of your sweater that I stole
'Cause its cold here on my own

I've

dip to New York it's like I'm stacking the stock
You feeling empty like burritos when they lacking the guac
You think I'm mad but I'm not, I'm steady