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the universe
You don't say anything
But late that night
When he's having a nightmare
From which he never quite wakes
You adjust his blankets
So he can be

the first this about rhythm or song writing
It painted the walls of the cell where I had spent so long hiding
Plus I was destined to write, burn bright,

the nigga by me I'm stuck and I can't do shit about it
I'm just sick and tired, sick and tired of being in and out of the system
I'm a sinner and I need

say time Will tell
In my life it had really show
Moments turned to memories
And memories turned into the Past
I never realized that I
Grew up so fast

stop please?
Yes
And your goal?
I don't know, uh, create feelings I guess?
A song, it never ends up the way you plan it
That's funny you would say

An Attempt to Tip the Scales

Bright Eyes

Fevers and Mirrors

2000

stop please?
Yes
And your goal?
I don't know, uh, create feelings I guess?
A song, it never ends up the way you plan it
That's funny you would say

color paint can cover the bends
Ever since the womb 'till the day your slumber ends
I've pondered if I pass what my tomb will say, 'another slept?'"
Who'd

So let me tell you what I am all about
Yeah
And when I write these songs
A part of me gets written with it till my pain is gone
So just play my shit

I'm half Chinese and half Filipino. And before I talk about anything else, I want to say that nobody, nobody loves Christmas more than the Filipinos.

lets write a song)
Yea I never felt quite like this before
I don't wanna do it gotta let you go
If it's meant to be I'll see you down the road
I wish you

never even seen my eyes
I could've lied to you about my name
It's not even Wolfe, it's Bane
I'll show you by putting your back in pain
Your voice is

never boasting
I been learning more about you even by the ocean
Little things I never saw but I now I zone in
Poker face is never possible, I'm always

but I would never say
Bullshit and then try to sell it as the truth, if anything I would
Write the truth first then say that's a lie when telling it

'm overweight
When I'm on the road this late
If I could travel back in time
I'd write you a note to say

Every single day, every single night
I'm doing what I

Never gave a fuck about being rich.
Fuck this life, I gotta make a change.
Pursuit of happiness, I gotta change my ways.
It's in my hand to get

is moving
I can fit all my regrets inside it
Things I'll never say in person 
I'm too nice to love myself or know I'm worth it
That's why I swear your

to believe about my duality but I fight for his favor
Not being worthy of it but because I'm jealous his kingdom be restored to him from a state of rebellion

I open up the back door
No more try say goodbye what you here for
Tired of being a puppet on a string for a demon it's time to just say fuck it bring

I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say
Is ricocheting off of
Me and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than

two half-siblings who I may never meet
And ya know what?
You knew that
And you still refused to be a brother to me
Despite my anger, I can't really say

you care about your diaspora?
My Ireland is West Brits, expats, immigrants
Shane McGowan, Tipp via London Town
Ireland you are
The Kilburn Road, Ellis

left with anything
And i'm in the velvet making the same old songs
Freestyling and fucking what a life this is
Guess that i'm grateful 22 no kids
No

your comprehension
 When I write songs, I'm writing my expressions
 When you write songs the real ones ask questions
 Seems like you are only here

with Hell on Earth,
Yep, I'm an Asshole, I'll get what I well deserved, like a Terminal date
Used to say that Time Will Heal
Now My Brain can only Jump