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I never fit ya decorum normal to me is foreign Along the way rainy days We stash money for em Egos collide and clash still we survive passed Killed the vibe as time passes nothing really last Dodging the plain coats playing ghost brain storm on train with the same folks We riding on Noah's Ark guess we on the same boat We still living so why should we fix it if it ain't broke The master orchestrator, pierce thru My orbit straight up Act out my crazy fantasies be back to normal later Do we have to Whore ourselves to be famous? copulating with the corporate type decision makers Missing pages our reality is pixelated Leaving part of ourselves behind every time a pictures taken I don't selfie much I don't like to see myself eat lunch But I'm a post it anyhow cause I'm depressed as f*ck Never see me sweat make it seem like I'm lit Get a slight boost inside when I see the likes and comments Wear a disguised behind the veil of ambition and greed Gut checks That knuckle sandwich doesn't make you bleed Nowhere to run Empty heart Breaking your down Days and night It doesn't change No one to help No one to blame When the darkness starts to take your soul away And if sleep is the cousin of the death I must've only have a couple breaths left cut out the excess Oil out my mental diet that pencil fries Potential hides underneath lies when ya beliefs is gentrified Like Brooklyn neighborhoods, this system has failed us good But we still sailing rain sleet or hail just like we should We a resilient folk with a 100 million hopes Soul connects they can't deny when u hit that familiar note On ocean avenue traffic sounding ocean waves Rain drops ricocheting off my window pane Hard to divorce sinful ways my life syncopates Block the negative with a Mutumbo finger wave Think I'm a slave of my compulsions and vice never wanted to be a pawn of the cultures device Poltergeist / throw a bait and hope they bite Homeless nights in cars sleeping we cope in spite Brands overpriced we purchase then endorphins spike Might be stoic type don't let nobody slow my flight My sacrifice might coincide with Christ some say that I'm the private type I've been it my entire life and things can change overnight Then you metamorph to other forms And half'll will be happy the other half will mourn U are Born Nowhere to run Empty heart Breaking your down Days and night It doesn't change No one to help No one to blame When the darkness starts to take your soul away
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