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How that make you feel, got you sad right
Well, guess how I felt when you felt the need to wake me up a 3 
And stall me from my one dream that I had

shop like it'll satisfy your pain
Yet we're proud of all these ways that we been covering our eyes
Cowardly addictions of distraction that we should

Guide the kraken 
Fresh whip boy you lacking
Things that make us lit 
There's no story to tell
You think you know me well
But I'm just tired
There ain't

so what
Okay let's stop all the madness, the fact is
You so good but girl you the baddest, let's practice
Into the night, like Gladys what's happening

Well I'm sittin' here and I'm feelin’ low
And I just finished off my fourth in a row
Now I'm feelin better by a country mile
So I think I'll hang

Come over tonight
We'll walk till the world turns black
I check what's behind
Our youth is staring back
Guitars cry like little babies, I'm blinded

Have you found out how
Every sequence 
Is about us

The moment's passed us by
A whisper of something
Without us

Oh but you've confused my name

Behind this mask

Oh

Well I'm sorry that you feel that way
But I feel that every day
Locked down or free
It's all the same to me
Afraid to leave the house

Yeah
Yeah
Riding in the street
You know I keep on me
That tooly, tooly, tooly, tooly
Busy bee I be
The only thing I need is strapped up
Under this

History is more than just white lies
Rebel, revolt
Burn the whole thing down
Then we'll build it together back up from ground

Weighed down in gold
Your

lights just beyond the hill
And I hold you tight because I know this time is real
And if I had my chance I would do it all over again
Find one thing you

Let's start to jot
Yeah we coming from the block
Yeah we still smoke pot
Yeah we tryna make it to the top
Without getting shot
By the opps

meant everything
Now i’m sitting here wondering did I miss a key thing
Filling up my next glass sitting first class
The top is looking good but I’m still

Soon all I’ll have left to write down what you say
Are these spiral bound notebooks from tabernacle days
Because this year has gone by and left me with

to feel something
That makes me feel better
About all the things that
I wish I could start again
Ah
Am I enough
Am I
Am I enough
Am I enough
Am I enough

Kneel with me by the creek
And we'll fill our mouths with wild onions
They taste like dirt but fill things up
And I crave that wild communion

Follow

There you go, laying into me again
Feeling all your feelings when you can’t fall asleep
I’ll smile and won’t say a word
‘Cuz I, I guess I love

don't wanna fuck with no basic drama
A bitch in my way that's a problem
The bitch wanna stay well the bitch is a goner
See ya
Wouldn't wanna be ya
Bang

See things clearer than ever
Father doin better hope it remain that way
Lil bro still recovering, not phased by pain
Just like when I wanted to hoop

well 
But still I dwell
On things we can’t change from the past
Or forget and just hope it will pass 
Maybe if we took some time alone 
We’d see what we

had dream I couldn't management
It's was me by myself here alone and feelin stranded
Now I'm sitting stuck and couldn't understand it
Then a voice said

you call me heretic like Emily Rose

Tell me why should I seek forgiveness
For the things I made by my choice?
Floater is almost lost in the waves
Take

Pentecostal fury and a shot of speed
Singin' "Great Balls of Fire"

Well if you dont know then I'll learn you something
They don't call me "The Killer" for

Well, you didn't left like that

Without a reason

You just broke up by messages

Blaming my depression and anxiety

Saying that it was my fault

And we