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Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves
And count my fireplace and tell me where I lie
You make the moon's got a crutch, it's trying to hold me
My hands won't budge, as it comes from out slowly
My words spur to perfect, I'm a surgeon with a scalpel
Work until of her precision, it's inertia unbalanced
So boredom and annoyance at my past work, I'm scared of it
And all these * people see me, it's my first experiment
So back on my bullshit like an addict or lapsin'
I'm her, how I act like lateral passin'
A passion factory that haven't been tatted in black
And you feel what I'm saying no matter if it's fats or a cap
And you feel what I'm saying no matter if it's fats or a cap
High school ass like flatulence bladder
And lathered on a bathroom wall that's both plastered in
Last year had me acting like a rat in a lab
This year found out it's charging battery acid
Had me throw out my frozen ass, get my old groove back
And new name Mr. Bloom always speaks true facts
Maybe, cause it's they confusing coolest cats
And everybody already * knew that
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off like quiet caves
And *** my fireplace and tell me why I lie
And make the moon's got a grudge
It's trying to hold me
And my hands won't budge
As it cooks them out slowly
Now don't get the stress and emphasis that meant to be identity
All my * friends are meant as entities and that's the end of it
Concept is elementary like jotted rhetoric
It's here head correct to fit it in a sombra
It's coming on my head erects an S ahead of manga
Slip through the cracks like ass goers and hockey buzz
Cats told me I knew one way was not enough
Got that * banged called a potty funk
Not a right of waves, I'm okay with the tide shifts
Even my days, white kids hit an iris
All these tidal days, skies will rain on my craze
Turned vibrant, new precipitation
Sides flakes from my ice race to * prove
If I'm the older me, I'll soon be older than all
So I'll burn ahead of him like mortal rodents in a cobra's den
Swither and shiver and he knows flow is colder than
So hit me in my DM's if you know I got a coat to lend
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off my quiet cage and
*** my fireplace and taunt me while I lie awake
The moon's got a grudge
It's trying to hold me
And my hands won't budge
As it cooks them out slowly
Words like tidal waves will sweep me off my quiet cage and
*** my fireplace and taunt me while I lie awake
The moon's got a grudge
It's trying to hold me
And my hands won't budge
As it cooks them out slowly
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