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Can't break focus like a captain and his squadron unbreakable bonds that cant depart Martyr Larger then love for all them Friend or pretend ,dont bother not up to par dont barter the part blend the mix as liquor sits so does ignorance another name for negligence Blasphemous, morbid death sits aside the shadow which i cant divide from evils grip , run and hide stray away still evils lives but in front of me life is the homie down the street theirs eyes sits with demise all lies wait passage not of the blabbering but from within make it happen more then just crafts ,preschool you used to time for a nap they slit waiting for tragic imagination gonna stay nagging you choose actually where to sit take a step move to tunes consume make yourself apart of this room soon we may present the old ancient new ways of putting your future past whom it may concern be humble dont copy im in your head like your reading my lyrics in bold already been told just learn Be early when its your turn don't be afraid to get burned when playing with a lighter see birds fly higher while some chickens get a couple feet off the ground flapping with their wings given at birth hard work like to late all the way to the morning forsake the lake dont forget of have those who haven't found faith fate never waste the trait date back to the very first century collide with societys penitentiary of the mind in to their net i swiftly dodge it the topic , growing like the trees in the tropics uv light cant stop spreading and giving life its all might and misery gripping mics so tight it looks likes the spongy ball my therapist gave me last time a movie that I watch inside of my head I lay on the pillow adjusted to the cool side of the bed , with all this depression wondering why she gone why she missing she don't love you no more she wants something different , thats all that is there , all that makes me who i am suddenly complete like a starving kid finally getting a bite to eat drug to a fiend finding control once it misleads all I know is I aint nothing but what I manage to process as thinking atleast the model manifests many are called to test same struggles same event she still loves you man leaves innovate shade around winds introverted way of saying it loudly alone dispurst crowds with outburst word like how God created this earth movement and alignment no blurs studders didn't just utter system in full connection like the Malware defective product of a leaders adolescent adversity opposites lurking and then head into the same directions perception is mine I been digging and going deep pressure just makes me want to seek , you follow like missile thats detects heat creeping tryna to be lowkey , like your mommy tryna to dip to a party gets ready then gets caught all bad like your dad watching a game that hasn't started drunk on the couch muttering something in the back way farther I thought I taught ya boogie man aint no monster frantic oceanic currently where I'm standing fish surrounded sharks dont panic they actually patrick starfish under a Boulder mold get to going if you let it sit I rip like if it was cabbage lettuce get dented meant it strangle hold cant demolish the cemented grave resurrected shatter mad hazards i capture your essence minimize it to a tiny matter molecule spew the indomitable watch a army fall and tumble to bits and crumbles like ruins your day rainy when weather was supposed to be ok wants to say but not enough intelligence to speak that way pick yourself up without you more hieroglyphics cant be created with you our love is that balance that make its and something i waited for in, inmate in caged patience without a vision our breath will be taken the mission is nonexistent it can't be adjacent dont be hating our energy travels threw every nation
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