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Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander |
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slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter |
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brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter |
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fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her |
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Been about it been about it |
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tape the mouth they never shoutin |
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public ****** won't allow it |
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body pile cannot count it |
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Flex on me must be a masochist |
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slate isn't clean cause I'm passionate |
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never letting on to where the hatchet is |
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feel it in the chest is I hack it in |
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I'm not sorry, I been that human excrement in my glory |
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I be the mother****** making hits your family morning |
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I'd pay the price but my sacrifices do it for me |
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I'd advise against collapse because y'all are corny |
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Charge them with death that's the price that they pay |
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for crossing my path when I don't feel ok |
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I'm hollow feel nothing but do when I gut them and |
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feel all the love when I taste the fillet |
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The sensation of seeing life fade unmatched |
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book it ain't ever see the face unmasked |
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my insides in shambles never find the zen |
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it's in the corners of my eyes again |
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I've been on my **** ***** I cannot be shaken |
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think he'll ever find his place not killing you must be mistaken |
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on the road to deviance it's just the ****** path I've taken |
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bouta live a separate life from social norms I will be breaking |
| [01:31.630] |
Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander |
| [01:35.155] |
slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter |
| [01:38.651] |
brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter |
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fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her |
