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Lord every time You come around
Our sleepy hearts make a new sound
Giving us Your vision
Bringing Your rhythm
Shattering all our routines
Shouting

As I lay with you
So cold and dark
You do your best to

Bring back all the stars
And replicate
A time that is so far

The touch of skin
The sound

the flash, cuz they know that I advance faster.
I make the glass shatter
You play checkers, I play chess, nigga they'll call me the grandmaster
That might be

night lost here waiting on days that might never come
I fall into darkness, baby
Just to rest these weary eyes
Crave the sound of chaos lately
So I

know I might sound like a prick
And what's my call to be alone
'Cause you're not picking up your phone
Well I suppose that it's my fault
So I gave up

Dis a new round a come so you know we nuh dead
Dis a killa sound done for the pigeons out there
cll em singalong songs them a make me go « blaah! »

to be a unique individual

Writing one song is an accomplishment
The thought of failure doesn't exist
I know I sound cocky and I need to get a grip

You make me wanna
Be outside
All-day
No way
I'm ever go home without you.
So baby come and dance with me
While the song begins to play.

Looks like

falling from
corners in the room
They scare me to death
and I'll admit they always will
How long must we wait?
Say something
to make me feel alright

Words are falling to the ground
But I won’t let them make a sound
Oh, and I just wanna let you know
No, I‘ll never let u take control

Lalalalalalala I

the Sound that makes us blow up the dust

Let Us Dance
Let us be Free
All the People on the Streets, can't you see
Dancing in peace and harmony
We Will fight

more known
But then when I'm out, the people that I'm around make me wanna be alone
Things I said
You can't forget
They're imbedded in your head
I'm by

true to this)
(Stop that, bring it back)
(This shit is hot)
(Make a sound for me)

Words are falling to the ground
But I won’t let them make a sound
Oh, and I just wanna let you know
No, I‘ll never let u take control

Lalalalalalala I

Oh, this is going to hurt
So don't make a sound
I now look through you
And your cutout eyes
I'm the star now
Time for my demise

I'm your biggest fan

the bay
Planets play by seasons
Somewhere in their field grounds
I've got limits but not scared to die
A rare soul is a friend of hope
Just make sure

of the cheeks
Bring the Houston sound to the 905
With some time imma make it super live
Dream of Rarris with doors suicide
Space coupe on the Linc all wheel drive

our lives on the line in the eyes of the mime

Why you stay quiet, I can't understand
The only sound here is the clapping of hands
I sing to the tune

makes me forget
Oh, no, no, I wake up and just put on a smile and pretend (I pretend, I pretend)
I bleed, and I bleed but I keep it on the inside
No,

bloodlust fuel your aggression
Inflicting brutality
They will embrace death to escape from merciless torture
Crushing skulls to make an example to all

felt the clouds begin to sink. I thought I needed to end but now I need you to speak and interrupt the silence. We fell asleep to the sound of sirens,

a hopeless maniac
Making music out da' shack
A hunnid' miles outta town
I finna bring back that old style
Yeah that shit that make you think
When I'm spitting

at him first
I was born on the third, get that check by the first
Say they want smoke, but that shit sound absurd
Blowing that shit like I ain't got no

siamese twins they separated,

Now results they stay debated,
Either love it or they hate it, 
Make you out to be the villain.
My nigga that’s when you made