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xénothecreator - memoir of a painter كلمات الأغنية

as turns out
i never really learned my lesson
cuz i’m back on tequila
staring at her wedding pictures just to feel sh_t
stumble through the dark fog
i don’t i’m strong enough to walk on my own
but i ain’t got a choice
so bottoms up
everybody gone except the blunt and the bottle
and lord knows
the curtain closed
1000 nights ago
woke up to a supermoon
got me spirit dancing in the night
to ragga man dem
had to let it off for the mental
you’d think that old whip was a rental
how we whipped it so legal
but was it really as it seemed
all that trekking we was putting in
was it really for our dreams
just a buncha little knuckleheads
encaptured by the fast cash and fat asses
thought that we could make it off the drugs
we was young as h_ll
royalty zombie walking
convinced they were paupers
au contraire to my poppa
he said to elevate but
never really taught me how
stare at my reflection see my father’s eyes
little sister move just like my granny on my father’s side
used to base relationships off the back of my father’s lies
now it’s hard to cry cuz
it’s like no matter how deep
in the mud i dig i still can’t
get to thick it
tell me how does it feel
to see the ghosts of the wars of a past life
to feel the repercussions
of living under the fast life
for 7 years now
every passing season
feels like a reason to run in place
cuz i cast it out it before
but all that bullsh_t did
was circle back around
stuck up on this carousel
and it ain’t it f_cking slowing down
tryna find the words to continue and i can’t
tryna find the words to continue but i can’t
f_ck

we out

- xenothecreator

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