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A dream within a dream 
Just like another from months ago 
I'm curious; can you relate
But I bite my tongue 
and visions persist throughout my

too high
I failed you
9 months I carried you 
Really I should've buried you 
I swear I should've dead you 
I swear I should've buried you
9 months I

a month
It’s been two since you
Ran around the bedroom
Your hair in my mouth
Saying "don’t worry"
Don’t worry
Said "don’t worry
It always works out"
Said it

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A month's gone by now 
When she comes back around
Said she's not feeling well

Marathon love I need to run
Told my dad I won't run to the gun
I show more love when I'm drunk
She want me now, but that was last month
She kissed me

name"
She got up, got dressed
And left

I've been like this for the last two months, every day and night
Ever since you called it quits after that fight

a buck 65

Had enough I've been working all month 
Sitting on a gold mine but that don't hold me much 
Compared to you and your cold touch 
Coming home

Months laying down in the trenches
I climb up for air from time to time
Uninspired for long stretches
Urge to produce eats me alive
I will send

I've done it again, lost my mind and let my heart send - it's love to you
In my head it's all over, oh God it's such a sickening sober
Been months

walking down a long road
Lost what happened month's 'go
Since them I've been all alone

I can't turn back the clock
I can't turn back the clock

Your warm

goes from days to weeks to months to years 
Boy you keep trying you're gonna make it worse 
Until everything she says is cordial but terse 

Fighting for

Four courses served on broken plates
Wine bought with next month's rent
My blue shirt and clean pants
And the biggest mango the vendor had

You were

only seen the flashing
For months I’ve heard it
Too much is awful
Condensed and nervous
So write a novel
I’ve seen you worsen
I’ve known for months now
I

weeps
Parents who cannot sleep
The tears of misery
When the world sleeps it weeps

Billy is from Britain
He was three months old when he got his first

like Freddie and Effy
Now you're gone and you tell me I'm not supposed to be jealous
A half a milly in a month so how the fuck am I stressing
Came a long

Young nigga back on the block
I just did 6 months
Tae brought me a QP and a digit clock
Bam just copped a dirty Glock
You know I had to shake back

three months flew by too fast
And the summer fires burnt down the trees
Watch them burn down
It's cold now
And the autumn wind blows the leaves

And many more months after that to come
Got that god mode OP golden gun
Big boy bank having all the fun
Said they're ready for their second phase
Shaking up

Side to side
Pull up I stunt
I been at it for months
I might fuck her in back of the whip
But I can’t front
This shit feelin so what
Oh it’s feeling

month be December
With your dream girl and my dick her Yogueta
Head game so good had to pass to the fella
Whole game been blowing, been blowing my bellas

All your sneakers, all your friends 
All your plans and where you've been 
That you're dying here hungover and your favorite month's October 
That

So now I'm gone
To you I am a ghost
You read your eulogy 
And buried me like months ago Remember when we were such good friends 
You couldn't find

Just what the worlds been looking for
Another 15 minuter looking for the cover of next month's magazine
Your three minute span of attention, sounding

how fake i’ve been since June
The month June is a depressing month and this is a story of how i wanna kill myself
Many people wondered “How?” but I know