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enough to fit a king-sized bed, your side a little colder
Cause you'll be here, on my side, heart to ear

I wanna hold your hand in front of everybody that

option to fail, Need no props I can rock by myself
Put the chain on rocks like it fell, Young Cobain gotta rock to the death yeah
Hope and prayer, No one

Aquafina from my bed, I need some West
Signs Shorty got her own, she don't need mine

Ayy, text and call her phone to see if she fine
If I had a button, I

Came in a suit, that baby is bossy
Nigga be hot, now we feel like Nkosi

She wanna come and fetch me by the pozi

The request that you put in

and even bigger smiles
Then wake up with a rock in my chest and I'm at your funeral
Wake up again and I'm back in my bed
I never fled I may have left

And the kinksters in the rain
I distrust, well, whatever-ever I might say
Paralysis by analysis
What ever keeps you sane
Colm's not the only bloke
Who thinks he can

some words
I've been tossing up in my bed I'm goin bezzerk
Fuck you if you waistin my time for desert, on me
You might think it's easy,
I wanna be me all

rain boots to King Kong
Make spring break a struggle by staying withdrawn
Under any gaze I'm feeling pissed on
Invasion of privacy, gimme distance
Only

made the three
It's not Lebron or MJ, you know I'm the goat
I got the bag like Jaylen Brown I'm in Ibiza on a boat
They don't know it
I'm the King and I

the end of our time thriving
Straight back to sticks and stones I'm sent with no direction
The force that guides me to the unknown by all
Yet planted to our

I'm in it
I grip it, it stiffens, and sits in the morgue
You sick of the gore
The illest to board, I'm digging a fork, and ripping a whores
Fetus out by

delirious
King of my city, you know I'm imperious
She movin wocky she actin' mysterious
She tellin' me to let go
Why is the world so cold
Do she love me, I

boy stay playing with his demons
Running from his home cause
He living with them heathens
Ain't had no bed
Stay sleeping on the floor
He never gave

Sweet Mariah Carey, it's alive
Thanks to me Christmas this year's Undead
I've got Zombie Santa in my bed
Cheap beer and a feast for kings
Drunk punks fill

pictures in ridiculous poses
And ride back to a king sized bed with blankets of roses

Just married 
Just married

Well at the start, things looked promising

of you and that i still love you dear 
Yeah it's true
I love you

I hear sirens in the nighttime from the world outside my bed
It's calling ever quietly,

Wake up I get out of bed
and smoke up by myself

Cctv on me
Watchin all my steps
BNE TO the SYD
had to make the trek
Feel like drake Blacked out
half

betraying
In brothers’ beds laying
Here there is forgiveness
Offered by these young gods

Unbroken
Still standing
We drink here
Worlds ending
Assaulted
In

gon' fuck around
Surrounded by that drip until we drown
Im smokin loud and now we sittin' on the clouds
My queen official, now I'm the king, I wear

everything
When I'm with you I got wings
When I'm down you make me feel like a king
So imma hold you down like a bed string
Cuz you've been here before all

you strangled me because you weren't in the right mind due to the drugs. 
Mom I remember the times that you would lay me down to bed and say I was your

a hero rise? come Dry January come Dry January

I don't dance (I don't dance any more)
Like I did before (I was king of the floor)
Glide across that

nah, now she is moanin', love her back bent
Cause now, this bitch is pouring
With that ass propped, king size bed, now we is rollin
Get the bread, cause

for the ages
cnd I'll be the host
So come one, come all this Halloween
Come one, come all this year

I'll start with the monster 
From under my bed