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Forfeit
by Noah Marr
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Forfeit never knowing where my corpse is
Early morning fiends wanna show up at my doorstep
Storage full of skeletons I crumble by the porcelain
Portion pieced a sadist I wish I could ignore 'em
Enormous
Divorces from what I should do first
Funny one day we all end up in the dirt
So sorry if I hurt you girly I cant make it work
I couldn't make it worse with my foot in my mouth
Down south
Wanna put some hot sauce in ya mouth
Want a lil' baddy to do what I'm about
Wether relax or relapse I'm always on the couch
Talk some self worth do my laundry I'm out ho
What if I never gave a fuck
Like
Why are you people so stuck
And bunk
I'm so caught up in this world wow why
I know that it'll never be enough
My lungs
Could breathe this air that is fresh
But I could burn a cigarette
Out of depth
Get into focus
I'm a hypocrite mess
And I'm living so stressed
I just had dreams of a tech
Sleepless and sleepy in the same breath
Getting older each year time has got me pressed
And I gotta worry 'bout my fam
When will I see them again
Or for the last time
Memory I hope you serve me well
Hope I don't dwell in a space
Or a place where I'm held back
Hope I be myself through the changes Wether by contact
Or a crazy hunch that
Life is a phase
I don't know if this all is a waste
What if I never gave a fuck
Like
Why are you people so stuck
And bunk
I'm so caught up in this world wow why
I know that it'll never be enough
Damn got pulled over Uncle Sam
Thought I could handle him until he turned me in
Now I'm just grateful to write this in
With my own pen fuck 5-0 man
Can you taste that shit
I work 'til I sweat and I ain't done yet
I could build a whole house just to lay in the bed
Still can't escape from the dreams in my head
So I wait til I'm slept
Hansel Gretel dropping crumbs, you think that's a threat
You're equal to that
I'm an apex with my team
We ain't sweet 'bout that
And such I'm too much
Robust with the lungs yes I am tough
Y'alla y'alla y'alla in squalor, collar too tight
Yes I am a human in my right
Coming from the Tennessee reich all night
In the spot where the only thing that makes us different
Is the space we create
Thank god that I ain't been famous
Starting to love my small ass estate
That way it's less at the stakes
Gotta worry 'bout my hands and my apron
Forfeit never knowing where my corpse is
Early morning fiends wanna show up at my doorstep
Storage full of skeletons I crumble by the porcelain
Portion pieced a sadist I wish I could ignore 'em
Enormous
Divorces from what I should do first
Funny one day we all end up in the dirt
So sorry if I hurt you girly I cant make it work
I couldn't make it worse with my foot in my mouth
Down south
Wanna put some hot sauce in ya mouth
Want a lil' baddy to do what I'm about
Wether relax or relapse I'm always on the couch
Talk some self worth do my laundry I'm out ho
What if I never gave a fuck
Like
Why are you people so stuck
And bunk
I'm so caught up in this world wow why
I know that it'll never be enough
My lungs
Could breathe this air that is fresh
But I could burn a cigarette
Out of depth
Get into focus
I'm a hypocrite mess
And I'm living so stressed
I just had dreams of a tech
Sleepless and sleepy in the same breath
Getting older each year time has got me pressed
And I gotta worry 'bout my fam
When will I see them again
Or for the last time
Memory I hope you serve me well
Hope I don't dwell in a space
Or a place where I'm held back
Hope I be myself through the changes Wether by contact
Or a crazy hunch that
Life is a phase
I don't know if this all is a waste
What if I never gave a fuck
Like
Why are you people so stuck
And bunk
I'm so caught up in this world wow why
I know that it'll never be enough
Damn got pulled over Uncle Sam
Thought I could handle him until he turned me in
Now I'm just grateful to write this in
With my own pen fuck 5-0 man
Can you taste that shit
I work 'til I sweat and I ain't done yet
I could build a whole house just to lay in the bed
Still can't escape from the dreams in my head
So I wait til I'm slept
Hansel Gretel dropping crumbs, you think that's a threat
You're equal to that
I'm an apex with my team
We ain't sweet 'bout that
And such I'm too much
Robust with the lungs yes I am tough
Y'alla y'alla y'alla in squalor, collar too tight
Yes I am a human in my right
Coming from the Tennessee reich all night
In the spot where the only thing that makes us different
Is the space we create
Thank god that I ain't been famous
Starting to love my small ass estate
That way it's less at the stakes
Gotta worry 'bout my hands and my apron
