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Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh

Starin' at this [dream?] from the skeletons of my youth
The joints have been kept in the mint-condition, [right?], it's the truth
Look what I grew
A bottle for my nerves and for you
Edible root, the hidden fruit
chopped it up in a few
repentance
erased the fragments of our sentence
Starin' at my phone and [leanin' on?] Your is that the interest only [?]
Both made mistakes, but mine are hard to mention
Turn the tables, would I be able to [?] true forgiveness?

And often I [?], I'm hiding
Multiplied, the selfish cry of silence
Apologize, you saw demise
I'm fightin', kickin'
Gaspin' for [?]

can't help, but I'm frantic
After these years it's still awake
Washing down blood on my canvas
They're paintin', my God, but the stains won't fade
Oh, I despite how I think [so low?]
Fully supplied in my guilt I sow
[?], but I can't let go
what I know
Flowers can't help what I
Planted, planted, planted, planted (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Planted, planted, planted, planted (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Pa** the light at the road from the Double H and market, ironic
Next to [?] where I started
Flew out the home, but [?] never departed
My [?] is never abolished
Your tears never acknowledged, move on
I found the Cross, you found a man in camouflage [?]
Untie this world, but please hold the applause, sometimes distraught
Happiness makes me nervous
The more [?] more feeling undeserving
What's the verdict?
Wrestling with my self-opinion [?]
And often I [?], I'm hiding
Multiplied, the selfish cry of silence
Apologize, you saw demise
I'm fightin', kickin'
Gaspin' for [?]

These tears do not drown
Thrown six-feet down, safe and sound, but the roots keep growing
Diggin' up the ground
Them remains [?] past keep showin'
These tears do not drown
Thrown six-feet down, safe and sound, but the roots keep growing
Diggin' up the ground
Them remains [?] past keep showin'
Yo, what up?
Uh, uh, give me one second
Let me call you back
can't help, but I'm frantic
After these years it's still awake
Washing down blood on my canvas
They're paintin', my God, but the stains won't fade
Oh, I despite how I think [so low?]
Fully supplied in my guilt I sow
[?], but I can't let go
what I know
Flowers can't help what I
Planted, planted, planted, planted (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Planted, planted, planted, planted (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

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