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Walk With Me
by brze
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There's 1000 ways to die
Haven't figured out what mine is
The days are just a jay
That flew the coup and left in silence
These amber waves of grain
Just ain't enough stop the violence
So we hit em with a hashtag
And watch em fall beside us
I'm just tryna live a life
That you could see up in a magazine
Art that covers walls
From floor to ceiling to the mezzanine
Golden plated silverware
China you don't ever see
Cups that no one uses
And some wine from 1917
I hope that by the time I'm thirty-five
I've had couple kids
And give em life they value enough
To not know what a struggle is
Like dad's away at work right now and
Mom's got her own house
So grandma's gonna be here
Do you remember what my number is?
It's been long days and nights
Since slumber parties and some birthday cake
Colored origami with a game that'd
tell you who you'd date
Super soaker battles,
Tamagotchis, even paper planes
Wish someone had told us
in the end it would MIA
Ten digits sent but who am I kidding
You wont talk with me
Threw me to the weeds, a bad apple
You won't rot with me
Head is on a roll
The deeper raps won't make em rock with me
If my feet fail don't be my crutch
If you won't walk with me
Ten digits sent but who am I kidding
You wont talk with me
Threw me to the weeds, a bad apple
You won't rot with me
Head is on a roll
The deeper raps won't make em rock with me
If my feet fail don't be my crutch
If you won't walk with me
There's 1000 ways to die
Haven't figured out what mine is
The days are just a jay
That flew the coup and left in silence
These amber waves of grain
Just ain't enough stop the violence
So we hit em with a hashtag
And watch em fall beside us
I'm just tryna live a life
That you could see up in a magazine
Art that covers walls
From floor to ceiling to the mezzanine
Golden plated silverware
China you don't ever see
Cups that no one uses
And some wine from 1917
I hope that by the time I'm thirty-five
I've had couple kids
And give em life they value enough
To not know what a struggle is
Like dad's away at work right now and
Mom's got her own house
So grandma's gonna be here
Do you remember what my number is?
It's been long days and nights
Since slumber parties and some birthday cake
Colored origami with a game that'd
tell you who you'd date
Super soaker battles,
Tamagotchis, even paper planes
Wish someone had told us
in the end it would MIA
Ten digits sent but who am I kidding
You wont talk with me
Threw me to the weeds, a bad apple
You won't rot with me
Head is on a roll
The deeper raps won't make em rock with me
If my feet fail don't be my crutch
If you won't walk with me
Ten digits sent but who am I kidding
You wont talk with me
Threw me to the weeds, a bad apple
You won't rot with me
Head is on a roll
The deeper raps won't make em rock with me
If my feet fail don't be my crutch
If you won't walk with me
