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their mark
When they made
Their motives clear

Some people
Will do anything
To get to where they
Think they belong

I don't care much
For the gatekeepers

got spades and hearts
And being honest I think I'd say
I've been off my mark

Gonna stumble for a while
Y'know before I get it right
Everybody's got

In the arms of a river not flowing water but beads of life
I am sung like some old story wishing to rise from pages rife
With marks and bruises,

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If it weren't for these plugs, we'd have never gotten Voltz
The Reaper said you reap what you sow
Some said divided we fall, united

have been this

Have you seen the insides?
Because they're just not right
I found a flood mark in the corner
Made by a hole found in the wall
Every

live in my own Eden, I mark my days with mindless bliss
I have a love who holds me with bonds `that came with our first kiss
Stars are exploding out

While Myanmar feels the wrath of Mark, Grimes tells me my hair looks fake
What's a jaded mogul to do
I'm going to blow up the fucking moon
What's a jaded

hustle
Now I'm watching it double
I don't know what y'all doing but
We making it bubble
It's a long stretch for that kitty
Baby dance for that fetti
I'm

Baby can we work this out? We're not animals
Fire up that OCD
It's so terrible watching an angel fall
Raised up by a God complex
Acting so typical,

By these endless lies
Now I carry too many teeth marks
To remind me that mistakes are scarier than monsters of any kind
(Yeah, they are…)
So I think

his shot
He missed his mark but he took a deposit
A pound of flesh for a fresh dirt plot

There's a story behind every stitch
A reckless yarn that I

They left me all alone in the dark
Had to get bold like Stark
And my blood turned cold like sharks
You was cooling with the jakes and the narcs
You

this, by hey what if
It's a boring scene, petite-bourgeois, unclean
Waiting on you to come up
No work, no chat, no play
No there's no need for game
When I

A little like this and a little like that
Pause for effect
Let the beat smack
Rack max potential
Starman instrumental track
Hold bottle by the neck

up

Deep exhale and get to work
You have to work for a good mark
The caseload equals a million
Get a positive opinion
About you and your good result

unbroken still
Guided by an unyielding will
For The Land That We Love, And Every Battle We Have Won
We've Paid In Blood
We've Paid In Blood
We've Paid In

and try choosing my destiny to manifest and consume it 

Or on another day, 
Ive waited for shit for far too long got lost inside the weather 
Feeling

feel so inclined. I’m always lookin’ for a sign but it seems like I’m running out of time. I’m fuckin’ trying yo cuz ya know...
Chorus: Takes seconds

re-question your reactions, you re-order books about romance and psychology. You begin to attempt another one of your journeys for enlightenment but you slowly

wrote it on the Gram usin' Boomerang, only heard it once 
Sounds like it's playin' on repeat, what a waste of a beat, give me anything and I'll turn

aiming for the finishing blow
grafting my vine
everybody came to your speech
sweet to be heard
you read me like the book on the beach
same as I dreamt

in a trife
Had the strap for the prizе
And meet early demise i'm burning insidе
Cold as ice melting my mind all by design
Had a journey through

The first to fall wears the mark of the cult. A key that will set the father free. The chose. Few protect the devils due. While the rest will surely wish for

Okay
I have
the same pair of shoes that I've been wearing for like
YEARS
And they work perfectly fine y'know
Like I wear them all the time