Lyrics:
Could tell by your mums face
She'll miss me forever
Your brothers play my music
Hope you hear this booming
Through your bedroom walls
Where I said I
And I'm out of reason to believe in me
I'm out of trying to get by
I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so
spring oases, I face these,
Crowds parched, waiting to enter watching me place these
80” speakers, I litter em all around
Let the floodgates fly open,
Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Ohhh Oou-yeah
Priceless
Oh-Oh
Oh-Oh-Oh-Ohhh Oou-yeah
Baby I'm not perfect
But I'm willing to put some work in
Caz I wanna spend my
Kanye
Pulling Trump cards all we see is the toupee
In the middle of the weak I’m surrounded by Wednesday’s
I just may, call you out on your bluff like
far but doesn’t reach the whole way
See if you can catch it as it falls
Stuck inside this pane of glass that you just walk by all day
You’ll never make
Well, I can see right through this veil
Thinly strewn across your face
Whisper something in my ear
I only need a trace
Well, I can only read your
even though this music isn't formal
You say the yutes have no limits
Don't forget you have a role in it
Who sign off when the guns dem ship
Who's
it up?”
Why do you have worries on your face?
And I really don’t know what’s on your mind
Let’s think more after we eat
“This thing here…. Can be
Nothing is left now that I m gone
Now I see your hidden face Nothing is left...
Tied by my feelings in my heart,
I couldn't see behind the mask
The one mistake
That locks me in my place
The judgement call
That justifies the smirk stuck on my face
My crooked life scared straight and stiff
By
The only way out is through the pain.
Tomorrow I'll start again.
And now I'm begging for help
I know I can't get up
Gotta face this one all alone.
of this ending well
So I just hope there is an ending
Your pissing face in the clouds laughs
Wadded-up piece of paper in a puddle
Naive prose, still
i got the clock face down
i guess i slept all day just so i could be awake right now
i'm flying south with a running start from the roof of my house
I woke up the other day walked out to blue suburban skies,
Skies filled with dreams and butterflies
And I wondered to myself how do I fit in this
cleared all the bills from stage
I nearly approached her then
'Til I saw her face almost grateful in the mirrored wall
And I wished it would fall,
green
Your eyes no longer seeing
Life's reality
Push the needle in
Face death's sickly grin
Holes are in your skin
Caused by deadly pin
Head
Hoping that my hook scraped your tooth
In a city that was hung by that old devil moon
I scaled a steet called St. You
Baby bled on all my keys
She set
I'm burning in this pit I dug myself in an hour ago and up around the corner lies that bastard pub's front door and in my many changing moods
twinkle still in Argentine
When I palmy doubt the rapid din
To force the mare, the pain I hide
As you're no longer by my side
Mazed I helmed this
on socials wit it
When that postal hittin
I need full commitment
cnd Understand we by pass all restrictions
But the lord may miss ya when u ask
Everyday seems the same
Passes by all in vain
Every day seems the same
Suffocating normalcy
You seem uncomfortable
Is it something in your head
I'd hate
To forget
But your face's
On every leave
All my pillars
Are staggering
Like the palm tree
By the sea
And time will talk then
In the ashes of pain
It will
down and we’ll get to the playing
Cut me a check and we don’t play no games
I just wanna get to it straight
The look on your face is telling me things
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