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i've got perfect misinterprethandful of my family treedress rehearsal death and birthwe'll sing inside my keyi watched the sun seti saw the snow falli stole paint to write your name on the stone wallwe made some babieswe made some messes tootrying to do our best to push all of the blessings throughhalf life gets spent behind a wheeltryin to claim innocent while i assemble my appealthe blood and bones are pure as the tearsyou could skip a stone and hit a full jury of my peersbut don't judge yet, just let the love get you wound up enoughto beat the sound off the drum setand point your voice at the voidrejoice, make noise like you had the choiceit goes.. over flow how much more can you holdand still put faith first at the fork in the roadsearch for the universal remote controlwhile the words spill out of the hole in your soulnow close your eyes and crack a smile if you know mewhile i spit into the sky cause i miss the little homieguess that it means if my people hurtsomebody, please disturb my peaceful smirktake everything that i bring with memake who i be now,hear my family now |
