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Another day to get up and get nothing
All set, I'm a silhouette
In a dark world, dead cigarette
But I pick up the quill, feather from a freaking dead

a fuck
What's that
I don't give a fuck
If I ain't listen to you the first time
What makes you think the second's any better (Ooh)
Quill feather; She be

of Jordan Jetson every header
So I gotta sign it with a quill feather, every letter
My baby I feel good, hopin you feel better
You thinking you really living

Conscripted minds ready in line
What goes up, must come down
Craft a quill from the feathers of my freedom
Dip the tip in my brothers blood
Scrawl your name in

Behold this quill
Rusted feather
That controls my will
Hell forever
At some point your spilt
Planned endeavour
Is destroyed by skill
I can tell

the weather, my musics better,
I fucking snapped on Splitbirth
Quill to feather, my body teathered
I had to (make a) deal to get it to work
You wanna die? Don't

Still put the ink to the parchment
My feather quill dipped, letter sealed is in a secret compartment
Indica resin in the sink of the apartment
But they

You just don't like the way it sound
Just a hater c'mon say it louder
Bayonets on a feather quill
Gave directions on who to kill
Might as well just

of rest
I could get
So I guess
I should thank
you in some
way or fashion
it made me
turn feathers
into quills
lot of writing got done
lot of ink got spilled

Delivering still, feather and quill,
I know that I won't ever change,
Neither will you, and why should we either?

Never my scene, never your dream, Ever

and I've been here forever
Complement darker and stormier weather
Birds that we kept have detached from the feather
The quill has been heavy, but not like

Flap flap 
Blap plap 
Feathers plucked 
Quills inked anew 

It's a new age 
Trip Dotterel 
Gone and here 
There never 

Slip slap 
Selfish motive

the storm in me questions whether to chill,
or continue to let rage tether my will to build
until then, i'd rather feather my quill

so pass me the fire, i'm

If I drop the ropes unsteady I'm weakened
Glock shells on the shelf got
A mossberg for the demons
Every feather helps
Quill spills truth as the hill

Wrists and her ankles chill
Need my face on the bill
Devil make deals with a quill
Birds of a feather so real

Medicate the Kids

Gavin DeGraw

Gavin DeGraw

2008

mind
You're more useful blank

[Chorus]
Medicate the kids
Feathers turn to quills
Pump 'em full of training fluids
Powders and pills
There's

Andreas knows the names of all the animals
An orange beak on a human face
He sings the blackbird's melody

Each feather a future quill
Under special

on the quill that I grip
The pen I use at night and the s*** I use to write this word
And it's the same feather that I use to leave earth
Like a bird and to fly

not a metaphor, credit to the East, I'm an editor
A feather or a quill from my kill, cause I'm a predator

I'm careful with competitors, got eyes like

made in 2019

I should  welcome,  welcome you to dylan land y
Why can't I fly with the feathers from the quill in hand
Well,  my phone notes really man ,

Put tender words on my tongue
Make them soft in my throat,
Put more feathers in my quill
And quell them in a quote

Blunt the thorns around my rose

me
Try to erase me
Try to restrain me
Feathers on a quill
I'm a revolutionary
1770

I'll stand on a soapbox
Till the whole fucking world
Hears all

changed
It's simple that you're my everything

Boo, you are the feather in my quill
The motion in my still
The "U" in my vocabulary
Will every song I write

it's
Gon' be a good one no matter whatever
I spit with words and make sure they clever
I load up the beat then I put it together
Yeah they call me Quill