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Days unknown, I’m finding ways to cope I cut the lens off of my vision, Imma let you know A liquid laced, default, tuck in and pace it down, the vacant All of my hollow feels out of place, I'm out I like the pace, play the part, like a lullaby All up in the moolah, I buy a, I better pay the price I don’t need a [REDACTED], all I need it’s all like cla**ified You supply the peace, all my pieces she lost the pieces that pacified Yeah Imma need another one, a penalty Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris I stay off, who the hundred shots just likе a centipede, solеmnly, let in the pit I accept the discreet that I gotta feed Imma need another one, a penalty Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris L-L-L-Lost in the death grip Cause and effect yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one, with bad drip Call station antics [?] I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want, bad trips Lost in the death grip Cause and effect yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one, with bad drip Call station antics [?] I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want, bad trips Lost in the death grip Cause and effect yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one, just the- Lost in the death grip Cause and effect yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one, with bad drip Call station antics [?] I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want, bad trips (This is the owner of the house) (F**k you)
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