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listen to what i'm saying, not what i say
by miles cooke
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It's one more with no origin
The time between the sunset and morning glorious
The daybreak it feels horrible
Wrapped up in self importance
Outclass with braggadocious
Or it's self loathing when I deem it's warranted
Well liquor to top shelf I'm picking how I feel about myself
Keep the change 'cause I'm running off to war again
Aye aye Captain Morgan
I came to kill em all King James version type
Word is bond 'til they stick a fork in or forfeit
No doubting misfortune
The best efforts going unawarded
Iffy on the herd immunity not looking forward
Face down on the floorboards and think it's normal
No longer need the piece of me gone
In contiguity with right and wrong
Button down for the curtain call
Believed the greatest lie I ever heard
Like ain't that the truth
Trust absurdist talk
Sleep walk the streets brown bagging in pursuit of God
Pain known to loosen morals
And nothing changes and this pocket full of change is next to nothing
Nothing changes
A penny for your thoughts they don't have to make sense
It's one more with no origin
The time between the sunset and morning glorious
The daybreak it feels horrible
Wrapped up in self importance
Outclass with braggadocious
Or it's self loathing when I deem it's warranted
Well liquor to top shelf I'm picking how I feel about myself
Keep the change 'cause I'm running off to war again
Aye aye Captain Morgan
I came to kill em all King James version type
Word is bond 'til they stick a fork in or forfeit
No doubting misfortune
The best efforts going unawarded
Iffy on the herd immunity not looking forward
Face down on the floorboards and think it's normal
No longer need the piece of me gone
In contiguity with right and wrong
Button down for the curtain call
Believed the greatest lie I ever heard
Like ain't that the truth
Trust absurdist talk
Sleep walk the streets brown bagging in pursuit of God
Pain known to loosen morals
And nothing changes and this pocket full of change is next to nothing
Nothing changes
A penny for your thoughts they don't have to make sense
