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Teki
06:00
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Nobody listens anymore, what are we talking for?
We’ve been here before, do we want more?
But if the morning waits for the sun
Well when it’s all said and done will we all become one?
Look what we’ve become
Most of us barely even care, we’re all in our own despair
All in life is fair but tell me how did you get there?
And as the evening waits on the stars
Someone is travelling far never mind who they’ve left at home
So why are we alone?
We’re only people, we’re only what we were taught to be
Children become what they see, so what about me?
How can we be far when we’re so near?
Well maybe sometime next year.
I heard that you’re fine my dear
And when I call I hope that you’ll still be here
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Alfa Verse:
I was not prepared
She called me a good person, I was like “You lost me there.”
I got fam in foster care cos it wasn’t my cross to bear
Lots of prayers long distance but life’s not as fair
For a child with a problem parent
Not comparing or judging, not as caring
Must have lost my bearings
My vision is tunnel, I live in a bubble
But living’s enough, I’ve been in the struggle
So I send Ps but can’t listen to troubles
Forgive me I love you but I live a life paved with lies
Everyday I say I’m fine, then lay awake at night
Contemplating ways to fly but then I stabilise
I stay alive
Chorus
Take My time,
So they only see me in right state of mind
We all rise and decline
I don’t want to live a life they design
Take My time,
So they only see me in right state of mind
We all rise and decline
Lex Amor Verse:
What do I owe?
What do I give?
Feel like Babylon owes me everything
Bus stops in winter taught me all about a wish - darg
Feeling, I been feeling things
Demons ere I musta let a couple in
Something for the cold
Something for my questions marks
My yes’s and my no’s
Is this everything I get?
Spirit feeling it but my mind a bloody mess
Can’t lie my guy, my mind a bloody mess
Tonight
I think I hit the belly, mazza mazza what a mazza
Wish someone would tell me I just woke up In a sweat
Not much I can do to force a happy ever after
Imma
Pick the ink, swish my wrist, pray that it connects again
I’m praying it connects
Not sure what I’m doing here been hoping for the best
Still
Fidgeting and restless
Consciously in awe of possibility and essence
I just think I need a rest
Would you please give me a sec
Tonight
Jigga told me she believes the ends’ll make amends
Wish someone would tell me
I been fighting with this passa
Why’s When’s and How’s drowning out my fathers “Yo”
I know cold like everyone I know‘s known a mazza
Praying vim’ll back it
But jacket’s wither in the cold
Shoulda known
Dash my phone
Let me lie down here in silence man I’m tired...
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4. |
Run Outs
04:52
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5. |
Last Card (Bumper Cars)
04:26
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Coasting
04:49
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Attune
07:04
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8. |
Once A Year
01:22
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Organic Rust
04:36
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Serious face cos it’s really a race
Trying to stabilise while my health deteriorates
My fever leaves me a delirious state
Now I’m growing weary of fakes, here to replace
They cheer me and wait, until they hear a mistake
I don’t wanna lose my drive so I’m steering away
Plus I got a call saying that her period’s late
So I’m opening my calendar and clearing the dates
It’s fate, I’m just a battler, too black to be tatted up
A hunter a gatherer, lunge if you’re bad enough
Been thrown downstairs I clung to the banister
I used to have it rough, saw my plan erupt
Now I’m on the settee playing 3 months of soul caliber
I missed brekkie need lunch for the stamina
Young and dumb like a man in love
Meant to vote (do the ballot) but
I’d rather see the planet crushed, Organic Rust
I should be a fan of your kind
But you focus on the gram and the size
All your followers are tapping the like
Waiting for the chance to be the man you’re beside
All this surface talk while I’m knackered inside
I’d rather burn them all like I’m Anakin sky
All these planets collide, trying to capitalise
It’s the furthest I’ve even been but I’m lagging behind
At the front of the queue for the back of the line
With the devil’s idle hands and the passion of christ
Trying to plot a map in my mind
While you push the panic button, I’m pushing 29
Some people are pushing daises I could die anytime
Behind enemy lines of by friendly fire
Why does everything we hold close damage us?
I’m trusting, young and dumb like I had a buzz
When it all gives way and I’ve had enough
I got a few words for the man above
When I’m Organic Rust
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