Alright boys and girls on the count of 3Were Going to sing happy birthday to Ready 12321 And I’m on now bout go and cop my own House21 And I’m on now yeah the kidd really grown now21 And I’m On now can’t believe what I was on wow21 And I’m on now didn’t think I’d make it here so glad that I was wrong NowI’m talking cuz I’m on now and I really am a boss wowAnd I really got the sauce now yeah the cheese and Parmesan nowAll my ink straight blood cuz I’m writing from my heart nowI can never think left unless I’m writing all my wrongs down21 And I’m gifted they used to tell me I’m trippin mindset so different no wonderI never fit in if greatness was some shoes that’s a pair that I’m fittingRunning to the bag like the kidd really big into fitnessHated me when I started love the kidd when he finishHate my 9-5 man I felt so broke and dependentWorking for 10 an hour that turns my minutes to penniesThink about what you get payed every minute before you waste your opinionHaters be jealous an I know better thanI might cop some Gucci loui Dior and margiela’s then5 Bands on bag yeah that’s something they never spendEx’s see me flexing make em sick my success taste just like they medicineNow it’s crazy yeah man it crazySleeping in the car now I’m getting money daily yeaaahMan it’s crazy if you want a feature get yo money right and pay meMan look what happened Father was a lion momma was a ghost like casperHow they gave birth to a fire spitting dragonI took a chance to be a rapper on the beat like chance the rapperMy life feel like a movie so when people say they down for meI know that they really acting21 And I’m on now bout go and cop my own House21 And I’m on now yeah the kidd really grown now21 And I’m On now can’t believe what I was on wow21 And I’m on now didn’t think I’d make it here so glad that I was wrong NowI’m talking cuz I’m on now and I really am a boss wowAnd I really got the sauce now yeah the cheese and Parmesan nowAll my ink straight blood cuz I’m writing from my heart nowI can never think left unless I’m writing all my wrongs down

Live my life but only for a heart attackNo you cant keep fucking with my mind like thatWhat would you do for a hit like thatGot a bus ticket now im never looking backDamnLost all my friendsTore me apart pieced together againLost all my friendsI lost all my friends yeah i lost all my friendsAll the strainOn my brainSuch a tease to meAll the liesThat you said to me all over againI cant fall asleep without you with meI need you you make life so easyCant remember nights that i have with youBut your kiss makes me feel so blueMake me feel like im aliveFill my thoughts its my disguiseYou can never leave my sideEven if it means i dieDamnLost all my friendsTore me apart pieced together againIt never endsBurning bridges for the hell of itAll the strainOn my brainSuch a tease to meAll the liesThat you said to me all over againI can never sleep i never sleepWhen I can barely breathe cant barely breatheI can never sleep i never sleepWhen I can barely breathe cant barely breatheAll the strainOn my brainSuch a tease to meAll the liesThat you said to me all over againBounce

Your stepfather gave to meA collection of his old CDsThat were gathering dust on a pinewood shelfAt the centre of the earth that was your houseRemember you in your roomIrreverant in your self-inflicted woundsAnd the gesture of you turning awayDiffused our moods it gave our bones some spaceYou always needed more than meYou always needed more than meAnd I see you move with meYou fold a faded Heroes sleeveInto something blunt something to take awayAn object monolithic in its power to absorb namesAnd I hated it the way you spokeI found solace in your teeth and my ingrown clothesSo take them away with the drivers seatYou were saccharine green you were expertiseIts my duty to pull the black card twiceIts all I can take in sheet-mental iceIts a gating system that pulls awayWhile all I do is shout for someone elses nameNothing I ever saidWas anything but an arrow towards your headAnd everything you hate there was so much moreSpread out into a red target on your bedroom floor

Lost in a metro when you rear your head and talkTell me something sweet tell me anything you wantStraight-line knife edge you can fit anywhere at allIts probable youll settle on my bathroom floorAnd the trapped nerve knows its place in a quiet radioWhere we can sit we can let transistors give a subtle glowChewing chalk you spat out something dark and tallUnder mottled pendulum you swing into your fallForgive me if I seemSerpentine or uneasyGo home alone Ill stay and feel umbilicalCrossed a bridge then everything got very coolGo home alone Ill stay and feel umbilicalCrossed a bridge then everything got very cool

My sensation of selfishness took a long time to goPoor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the boneAnd as Im walking past Station Hotel I try to breatheKnowing if someone finds me theyll just see whats underneathIm a proponent for being looseIm axiomatic cluesThe change in my back pocket took me wrong turns for daysIm trying to express myself in a thousand waysMaking small talk and mixed drinks I barely manage to save faceUnder long hair and lenses I try to cut awayIm a disaster a broken fuseComfortable under no roofMy how everythings better with your back against the wallBiting as it sounds I will soon be drowning in callsUnpacking boxes and locking the door into my old roomI feel I could stay here lie down and avoid the newsIm the needle against the bruiseIve got a thing for being usedMy sensation of selfishness took a long time to goPoor decisions from loneliness cutting me deep to the boneAnd as Im walking past Station Hotel I try to breatheKnowing if someone finds me theyll just see whats underneath

The leather speaksIn the middle of a streetside diving unitAnd it seemsIve turned my back on what the truth isCan I fault the beat of slurred speechSeeping out towards the musicWhen my dreamsConsign a new ways to be lucidYou show your teethWith a little bit of bite to curb your fumingWriting creedAs a worry-heavy wolf inside the marginsAnd I stop the clock like GodLocking your hand to mine and crooningSomething sweetOn the merit of a french exit-esque movementAnd its all I seeI cant deny the way it seemsThe ritualistic third degreeThe kitsch the heatAnother body in the streetIm on my knees againTalking as a TV friendCant stop running roundHang hyper-cardinal crownsFix my initial point andDraw back intoCant leave on my ownHabit always takes me homeYoure full of severed thought youAre less than enthused

I think youre wasting your time hereI can see it in your strideAs you walk on byI think youve had enough to drinkRepulsive things you say get more and more refinedYou say its fineBut Im getting sick of this east-west divideDivining what you say from where you standAnd not the letters that you writeTheres a lot to do so do itIm not pushing you this timeI trust you have the strength for just a few lines

Outside of office hours soliciting a distressed callerThe power its been out since late last yearAnd I still know this is where it ends while Im stuck behind a fountain penAnd its sixteen hours til I can get homeSmashing up high rise apartments I find excuses in the momentSomething past high maintenance designAnd Chloes supposed to call Ive been slowing my stride to just a crawlThe subscript in my teeth is running dryIm in Bristol Im in Boston Geneva flights keep me bound to motionCross-continential jobs a boreOceanic green in an airport screen its telling me which time to leaveIm still packing away my things from last nightIm on shore leave Im surely thinking of all the things I couldnt beIn Detroit lights drowning in gutters no support no guaranteeNobody asks for my opinion Im just significant to meIm dead and gone in iron sights dreaming of someplace where I can sleep

Call it offIf youre still down to talkCan you readMy letters upside downBecause Im hanging from the ceiling alwaysMy shoes above the doorIve got friends who see meAnd friends that I ignoreAnd a parking lotIs hard to walk uponWhen the concrete cracksThe same way every dayAnd Im drawing a map despite thisRespite Im here to talkThe pain in my feet there alwaysShaving off my thoughtsSee all the books I readMakes no difference in betweenA stray dog in the street and in this darkI think shes lost

Antlers held tight; he crawls across the nightLooking for a comfortable fence to lean onAs he smokes his last pack of pretty wordsCant come on too strong or be unheardBetween my knees head sets my discord freeI keep it cool and hold it stillHeavy it gleams; black light between the treesShoots out a warning and I seemTo see this place for all its selfish waysAnd I write my name until the word soundsOver and over and over againI get real helpless when I think about the things that Ive saidSo I reach around and find that awful soundPlaying out; and set the recordEver and ever and ever so stillI cant compete with all the bitter things I tell myself

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