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...wishful thinking

 

...wishful thinking

(Album: B-Sides Vol.6 - 2017)


If there's one thing that I know
I've been blind to all my friends
Everywhere I ever go
I keep trying to defend

Something I don't wish to
Me growing out of this is simply wishful
Thinking ain't no issue
When I'm in the streets, I dry my eyes and look official
Loud by the fistful

This cool kid right here is no joke
This cool kid type professor woke, uh
Hoe, I'm still on the block in my burgundy coat
With a blindfold on I'll still serve any foe
With my mind gone I still be superb with a flow
Still a python, right on
I'm on another level, bitch, I revel in the underground
I need no medals or metals to make me fucking proud
Give me an instrumental and a pencil, watch me buckle down
Then I'll present with you with my mental, I'm not fucking 'round

If there's one thing that I know
I've been blind to all my friends
Everywhere I ever go
I keep trying to defend

Something I don't wish to
Me growing out of this is simply wishful
Thinking ain't no issue
When I'm in the streets, I dry my eyes and look official
Loud by the fistful

I'm sick of crying about my life
I know where I should go
To end this cycle, I must try
A different road

And I know that it sounds simple (yeah)
But progress is incremental

Guess I'm still the same face
Still the same everything every damn day
Stuck in a loop I can't break
I keep running in circles
These rings 'round my eyes keep on getting more purple
I stay on my back like a turtle
But this apathy's hurtful
I must grab onto happiness like I actually deserve to experience more than this poorly written act
Crawling out of bed and then dreaming of getting back

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