Dust InsIde of Me
Eyce
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Exhausted, on my knees, holding life with a knife, I'm just a tease One of the busy bees with debt to pay These daily fees are going to keeping raging seas at bay I should be dead, or at least missing my head I mean, geez. How the hell can I still use beats? Can you tell I missed this a bit? Don't let me keep this, a secret known only between us three I hear ho so much I want to heave All I have is written on my sleeves Roll with punches until they are empty as t's without crosses Beyond nauseous, I take the L before inquiry This disease is worsening, and I'm in need of the remedy I know not the questions I ask, only the answers I wish to receive I grab the cherry on top and then I leave No one will wonder what is underneath I guess I have the bob, but not the weave I wonder what I am trying to conceive Is this for you or just for me? It's so very hard to make believe when it's yourself you can't deceive I want the tree just for the leaves I'm afraid I won't be in the lead I say I all the time like I'm in need of one, and I'm tripping too much from greed I forgot there's no I in team Am I on the sideline or far from the green? This is rough Hate being seen as a fucking scene kid from KC The lonely stoner who can't smoke weed All I want is to feed on your energy I try to give back laying seeds I can't see the growth or anything You walk in and I R.I.P Everyday I look for a seat to die in while I'm dying to release The lease is up. I'm scared as f*ck of the future without my pup I can't wash the grease from the drink in my cup I cry, so what? I die, so what? I can't do it, so I run What do I want? Everything, nothing And then some, to be a runt, to be a king, or whatever is most beneficial while I'm me I know too much. It's not enough I'm a free fucking man locked in cuffs Yes, the key, it costs a bunch The one thing that can save me is my crutch What's the fuss? You breath in dust I am the one who must learn to trust Be saved, I must Escape the clutches of the duchess of death or bust Encased in rust, the rain, the fear, the pain Even a touch can spark the lust Where is the cusp? If I take another step will I be crushed? Where's my hunch? On my back, I know I'm such and such A number crunch would be nice But I couldn't handle knowing I cut you Handle in my hand I have no handles with these hands Every plan I have turns to sand I'm feeling stones in my bones Is this to keep or leave it all alone? Are you a man? You are unknown You are by my side, but are we home? I don't know I don't know anything at all
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