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synthetic
The physical's mental
But the outcome is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the CL
The spiritual
To set it one time on the physical

I get

la la la la

It’s about go down you go crazy
Doesn’t rhyme but kills it - kamikazee
Slice like cake - so fuckin’ eazy lalala
Cruisin’ by, I’m miss

lost, I've been found
I've been up I've been down
I've been broken, I've been brused
Beaten and abused
By a bitch ass mother fucker
My mama would choose

cantina's full of dreamers
And lately I've been spacin'
Cuz playin' by the rules? Well
That ain't my vocation
If light has set the speed limit
Why not try

My soul is rare
My soul is raw
My soul is scared
My soul might fall
Won't you catch it for me?
I been frightened by the heights
Since I was knee-high

me in overdrive
Blade to the throat had me thinking it's do or die
Hang by the rope but I'd rather be crucified
Die like a coward and labeled a suicide

daisies
The next minute
I’m flipping’ out and I’m killing ladies

This ain’t the kind of sickness
Any therapy could help
I’ll never be allowed to breathe

feel is drained
Days are dull, lately lackadaisical daily lulls
Hushed me back to sleep, laid me deep where the daisies grow
Wishing I was someone else

Like I Drove Miss Daisy how I stared in the mirror

Reflections of an adolescent
I been real with me and I made a few confessions
Always felt

Don't worry
He already handled it
My little bitch feeling scandalous huh
Put me in my place like a moving van does
She's naughty by nature
And rough

hypocrisy
Just by having a sense of common sense
Despite these fucking weirdos portraying dominance
They'd be quick to label me a conspiracy theorist
Even if

SAVE SOMEDAY

When you leave me, leave some daisies by the door
with a note that says "I don't love you anymore."
Or something nicer like " I need

bitch is so crazy
Asked if it's love she said maybe
Got her the flowers, daisies
I don't know why she been hating

Memories have got no price
Fuck all

ain't that type of girl that should be lonely
No you ain't that type of girl
Ain't that type girl

You clean up I pull up by sun down
I roll up we smoke

haul
We are a million new babies that are blooming for each other c million little daisies all watching the lawnmower
Yelling at it from a distance we

again 
The dying day is my only friend 
Take it back 
cll the way 
Don't wanna see your brain shout 
“I could love again”

cmphetamines make me a daisy

a weapon
You ain't even need a weapon
You playing me with tricks and games, god damn you so pretentious
The only way you won was just by giving me affection

know)
Cuz all that shit i like it (i know)

My lil baddie baby upped her "L,s" to drive me crazy
Upped her spells to fuck ona daisies
Upped her blues gon

bitch is crazy (I tried my best, I'm falling)
Okay, okay, she knows she's wavy (I tried my best, I'm falling)
She fell in love with me day by day
I just

I want to sit by the water for a while
Watch the waves coming in
Forget everything and just breathe

I want to walk through the forest for a mile

by three one and a half will keep you straight 
Quadruple that and six whole thangs look like you gaining weight

2) For goodness sake forget

him feel good really supports him. Daisy dukes in the summer, she really could sport them. Looking good she don't need no Gucci, Prada or nada. Looks

daisy

I'm still cunty
With no edit
Bitchs stole my whole my aesthetic
Where my credit
You don't give it
Only do it
Cause I did it

Look like Barbie in my

in by all of these different foreman
Four mans couldn't compete to me I got the decency
I'm going three for three for three no keeps
I gotta heat