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Sailing
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Fyre
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Checking in with the racked out grin, no interest in gin Thoughts of where I've been Experience within The memory is dim F**k it, I don't care And neither do you The future is where your heart is at true Mind in the present, a rebel where I started at Babylonian peasants harrowed angel harped at It all go down at once Thermal breakdown bringing you down like "what" Don't hurt me now, cause I'm way too f**ked up Knees to the ground likе when you bust nuts Except I'm praying, pray to God for help Can't hеlp but pray when you don't got nothing else Know what I'm saying, man? You know how it felt? Ain't no delaying when your soul bout to melt Going out blazing, maybe f**k a seat belt Don't need your safety, I'll deal with what I'm dealt Continue raising all the stakes cus I can You know I hate it, blood, I hate what I am But I can't change so I take it like a man Blow out my brains daily til I understand Pull down the frame to maintain what I'm damned To feel it to kill by the sword in my hand What you feel is real, there never was a way out And there never will be till the day you break out Feel better when you feel me but I can't make you shout Give it up if you got it, if you don't give me sh*t But if you want it, you can bet I won't quit (To the left, to the left To the right, to the right To the left, to the left To the right, right) Thanks be to God cause I don't know how or where I got off Together gone in pieces and crawl, they say it ain't no secret The soul of the life beneath us The glowing money water's our weakness A road to never bother our deep is fool's gold If you're a fool then f**k you We roll to the music, be living it all Been in transmission, no cause but the love of drifting away To the cuts and corners of love My blowing kiss in the world Has left our vision too stoned to be dogs submitting Got a blunt on my back man, to existence But if say West at, where the pigeon? On a porch puffing my line to the friction Thanks be to God, got emission Feeling like a night train running out the system Leave alone loved em, 'nother one picked em It's on like a nice game rolling for position That's what we understand, as all we don't mention What's better to believe when you touched by suspicion? Burning up instructions, and running outta tensions Give me one to blow, let me show you what I been in, b*t*h (Ahhh!!) Stabs of energy lost, traded and broke Can't even find pleasure in smoke Now I feel better, until I choke (We don't mention what's better to believe, when you shooken up for suspicion) Economics were a joke (Burning up instructions, running outta tensions) Living in my toast, lifetimes that I wrote (Give me one to bl- *coughing*) Discourage the hoax Of the mind and its road They expect you to follow Patrolled by the hollow Swine in their a**ignments Cause they need to pay immense, living in the trade wins
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