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hands still falter now
As I'm reaching out

Paper skies are shattering,
A tiny bit of light gives in to darkness
I'm left to pick up the cracks of our

on a bitch. 
Turn all my rags to rich. 
Im so famous. 
These niggas are lamous. 
They don't even know if they're gonna get paid yet. 
Spiting so much fire it's

IT’S TIME
By John and Cheryl Piotraschke, Jon Anderson

VERSE
I think that we get to this place in our lives
We question what we’ve done with our

Under the weather, these sticks and stones can break my bones for your pleasure
Wouldn’t fight for whoever cause, we’re in this together
Would you mind if

said you'd be there for me, but it was all a lie
These drugs are my easy way out, just let me die
I don't want to live if you're stuck inside my head

best
With no effort
Don't leave me
By myself
But if you must
Save yourself
From me

Lies in my head
Escape through my mouth
All of the time
Spoken with

Lock the door
Choking on my spit
Don't speak anymore
Couldn't if I tried
Words are a last resort

A face to spit in
Ribs to kick
Scabs to pick

Open up
We've been cut
Greetings Grievings
I've been out of luck
Cos when it comes apart
Where should I start
Just as I forgot
If you're here or not

Walk into the woods
Of Alsace-Lorraine
And you would see it's good
And you'd come again

Blinded by lampshades
That cover your face
And you'd get

I didn't worry 
About the smallest little details of my life  

It was a while ago 
You know, I'm not sure if there was one at all 
Smiling faces

When you close your eyes
Tell me what you see
I've been thinking bout
Whether you see me
You might wondering if
You wander in my mind
I promise it's

over"

Get it
Through your thick skull
You don't even know me
Only crossed paths twice
Cause In her mind

"forever & always" are spent
Lead to resent
Late

can trust me for life
 
Step by step, hand in hand
Eyes closed, and we can cross the line
Picture this, picture that
We are having a good time
You see

The minutes turn to hours
How can this be real?
Oh mother wash the sin
From my empty dead hands
The demons dead by your touch
Have been laid to rest

Take my

moment.

One move forward two steps back
The whole and part share epitaph 
One by one our bits are broken down and down
If you feel your days before ya
I

Why all these bright colors
Why is this tall man wearing heels
They say: If he was a good father
He would make it far easier
For his own child
Is he

attention
And why is noise always the final destination
In this purgatory of suspension
I made a bed to warm my feet
With sheets made of concrete

Pigeons are

not a lie 
That the youth are not smilling
Let dress up pull up in the lightning
I never say that i will be perfect o
I do my thing my ways 
I deserve

the context
Judged by my skin complexion 
Like my sins are greater then you’d complex
It’s this this thing on testing 

My intellect thru dialect like a ripple

you need some coffee and you’re low on gas.
If you fall asleep riding I’m gonna watch as you crash.
So, we stop and smoke a butt under the overpass.

than the oceans!

I'll swim deeper than the ocean to find YOU!
If that's the thing I've gotta do, to never make you cry..?
You're always there by my

Baby knock on my wood

I’ll take up all the air
And I’ll take up all the space
If I want 2 bad opinions
I’ll just ask your face

I’m a life-size bitch

beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by
Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble

inches if I'm sent to meet her/ make her sin pretty sinerita/ then adios let that nigga keep her, that bitch been a cheater/ we are not the same I'm