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And expectations made by hope That I'm the love you thought so long ago But love can be a selfish thing Think of who you really do know A bunch of friends or something else All just ways to try to box it in But don't you change for someone else You should grow it for yourself guitar solo Am I just lying to myself? Can't be just Say, fuck it, what's the worry? Sometimes things will be used.

meant to be together.

meant to be together.

Yoko Geishu!

Yoko Geishu!

Yoko Geishu!

Yoko Geishu!

was a kick and some processing made the bass line sound thick bring the snare out the compression working magic guitar line sicker yo i think we got a classic that keyboard or whatever it is it sounds amazing looking like therapists on vacation no patience i shine like the sun y'all drying out like raisins y'all basic archaic faithful to staying craving not nicholas i'm a flipper stable so ridiculous then i react like a convict and start killing shit mind activated with stimulus feeling limitless i'm a prodigy cause of habit becoming infamous stacking

was a kick and some processing made the bass line sound thick bring the snare out the compression working magic guitar line sicker yo i think we got a classic that keyboard or whatever it is it sounds amazing looking like therapists on vacation no patience i shine like the sun y'all drying out like raisins y'all basic archaic faithful to staying craving not nicholas i'm a flipper stable so ridiculous then i react like a convict and start killing shit mind activated with stimulus feeling limitless i'm a prodigy cause of habit becoming infamous stacking

We'll be right back.

We'll be right back.

You start your piece again, the T-sick and K-9 unit It's a matter of time before I'm made, I'm stupid My playwright and tool, if a snake bite wounds to caress me Look at me with the same eyes as Kubrick addressed me as such too Man, fuck you, circle tight knit But you try to bring a plus to Bust through limits like an unmixed beat Even if it's basically lupus, still on repeat Keep a piece of paper folded up inside my left pocket So when he thought it's poppin' in my head, I can jot it It's just me double-knottin' what I've already acknowledged It's nothin' but a me thing, this the new chronic

You start your piece again, the T-sick and K-9 unit It's a matter of time before I'm made, I'm stupid My playwright and tool, if a snake bite wounds to caress me Look at me with the same eyes as Kubrick addressed me as such too Man, fuck you, circle tight knit But you try to bring a plus to Bust through limits like an unmixed beat Even if it's basically lupus, still on repeat Keep a piece of paper folded up inside my left pocket So when he thought it's poppin' in my head, I can jot it It's just me double-knottin' what I've already acknowledged It's nothin' but a me thing, this the new chronic

so i'ma crack it over a skull and leave a fossil fly like legato fly like a swallow murder music all the bullet sounds staccato heat of the moment speakers choking my speaker broken mentally reloading my pencil seeking an evil poem i speak at home i'm releasing demons i feel them slowly peeking through the window our microphone is an evil totem i spit so much a fraction of it it's preceding ocean i learned that freedom deceives you it only leaves you lonesome you was never told that growing up you

so i'ma crack it over a skull and leave a fossil fly like legato fly like a swallow murder music all the bullet sounds staccato heat of the moment speakers choking my speaker broken mentally reloading my pencil seeking an evil poem i speak at home i'm releasing demons i feel them slowly peeking through the window our microphone is an evil totem i spit so much a fraction of it it's preceding ocean i learned that freedom deceives you it only leaves you lonesome you was never told that growing up you

I can't take it serious because people We'll be right back. We'll be right back. I hit you with idea after idea Plus I say exactly what you think it like

I can't take it serious because people We'll be right back. We'll be right back. I hit you with idea after idea Plus I say exactly what you think it like

2077.

2077.

Too broad, too cubist I fall apart, I turn away How do I not frighten