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to touring planets, not surprised by new trends
The world turns as rules bend
Harboring my feelings I been meaning to deal with
No storage unit
Growing toward

I'll keep you safe
You'll give me strength
So I can fight an army
Our love is strong
Like crashing waves
On a big tsunamis
You give me faith
That there's

on storage
So let me switch to a new mode, and upgrade to a new version
This is my own choice that I have made by myself, yea, without coercion

They search in anger full of overflowing greed 
Slurring words and breaching bonds, how long can they survive 
They've all been blinded by the perfect

head in the clouds as if Joji called
Enter my mind and you'd still hear In Utero
Really though my mind is crashing the waves in fro
Look at myself in

bringing the ruckus
And crashing the party
By playing my demo
Listen
Make your office a derby
Been on a come up
Like a baby done nursing
I came up in time

you my full hand baby no bluff
I'm a spit that real when you're off
Got to take that wheel when you're lost
Understand there's lines you don't cross
See

the Lamb: God damn, St Peter
Third time you've denied my cock
Then I'm all done parking in home garage
Crashing, sleeping by myself
Luckily don't need any

It's time to feed the blood fever, use a saw or a butcher's cleaver
the black-eyed boy hangs by his feet
the scarlet draining out, from

You're judged not by laws, but by the law that there is no law
The man that stands tall, awaits the standing tall
Rewind your life full of heartbreaks,

I'm out of breath, I'm out of time
Yes, I'm doing fine
Staring at these pieces I call life and all I do is cry
Fuck you, I've been here a lot longer,

Bitch, stop with the lies
Ain't nobody will believe, everything you preach it's fake
Your mouth is full of filthy shit, wannabe
Stop pretending like

sick unless the sick shit that I'm spittin is clever, ya dig
You want a penny for my thoughts fuck it here's a quarter
You either enemy or supporter

lyrical rifle pull up like it's Bird Season
Brrp bap bap drop a grung Like Bird feedin
Who mi a talk every deejay inna the world heed this
Mi come fi tief

waiting for?
Debutantes crashing through the door
They want revenge
And admiration 
From a world they don’t understand
It’s unreal

Rivers made of cherry pie
Don't trust that orange all he does is lie
And don't mind the fire in the sky
Wasn't set by me

Summer breeze in my hair
I

storms crashing, how to make it though 
Gasping, pulling up no half staff, full in mass, black bags 
Look like criminals whatever we ware uh 
They gone

When you walked into this room, you hardly knew anyone c sea full of strangers crashing on the rungs
When the band strikes
By the end of the night

to you?
Is this an ocean full of love?
Or a sea of only trouble

I realized so many ways to ride it
Just litte afraid, little afraid to let go
So many waves

that's all imma feel
Lash and crashing sliding down the street that's a hall of appeal
Banana shit
Appalled by your appeal in the bands he with 
I'm up

Supreme magnetic, Green grab get it
Ski mask panic, chief athletic
Uzi blow, Superbowl, the game's to be sold
Blood in my veins is trained to be cold

nights, she was beat by her father
Brain dead, feeling just like a zombie
Taking Oxy's trying to get out her body
She tired of crashing out down in