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Tiny blocks of sky-bits Got locked behind my eyelids I'm blinded I'm trippin I watch you live I give in But hell - I don't listen I'm ****** cause of this I'm not dumb I've been dumber Cause you got other loves Our loves lost like - Time for slumber Making moving forward Feel more like going under This is the story of my Life during this god awful summer I'm struck & you You're like thunder to me So loud It's astounding & you remain unseen The reality of this is clear - If I've got nothing to lose Nothing to choose from I got nothing to fear I just want to believe again & you knock like it's easy To turn this **** & let you back in But you run Deeper than blood In this skin I'm pushing you out through a vein & we can't even be friends We can't even be NOTHING a race that ended weeks ago & I'm still out here running It isn't fun anymore I ought to be done with with it I wanna slow burn you off of my tongue With some *** and sit Quiet No drums No lines to spit It's time to do me Like where I come from The sun is lit And I'll just follow the sky Like a crow With tunnel vision
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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Tiny blocks of sky-bits Got locked behind my eyelids I'm blinded I'm trippin I watch you live I give in But hell - I don't listen I'm ****** cause of this I'm not dumb I've been dumber Cause you got other loves Our loves lost like - Time for slumber Making moving forward Feel more like going under This is the story of my Life during this god awful summer I'm struck & you You're like thunder to me So loud It's astounding & you remain unseen The reality of this is clear - If I've got nothing to lose Nothing to choose from I got nothing to fear I just want to believe again & you knock like it's easy To turn this **** & let you back in But you run Deeper than blood In this skin I'm pushing you out through a vein & we can't even be friends We can't even be NOTHING a race that ended weeks ago & I'm still out here running It isn't fun anymore I ought to be done with with it I wanna slow burn you off of my tongue With some *** and sit Quiet No drums No lines to spit It's time to do me Like where I come from The sun is lit And I'll just follow the sky Like a crow With tunnel vision
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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