.[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
Uh, I keep my ear to the door holding my brother close
He knows I love him most
My heart beating I can feel it from his fucking pulse
Seeing my mother rose, froze, love of something slows
Woes, decompose, muddy clothes and a runny nose
Flows, we'.
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