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Born 2


Get shivers for a beat drop

Overdose on pain, music attacks my every weak spot

Often the feeling you get when you're croppin' pictures

A release, feel at peace, from my sheep sydrome

I be sleep, pending pendelum

A bird pickin' through rocks and already bread-comes

I heard him say sum, through the grape vine of times emblems

Say, some, seem to have the same brain, opposite saying the same th(a)ng,

put em in the same situation only one will stay sane

Crazy, 

mark him as a maybe,

once a man twice a baby, but still...

I ain't been thinking the same lately

 

Not because of what one is subjected to,

didn't let me, when I could've protected you

I expected you...to lose a piece

Took me awhile to see,

he was just an adolescent

Adults wait till they turn pulps, before they learn their lesson

And its after a half moon crescents...

You'd lose who you are,

and thats something he never mentioned

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