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flowers.

(album: sunny - 2014)


I spit a bar to devour the page
And my Chevy body lowered and my hourly wage
But, just when I was about to be saved
I let the bottle neck slip and washed it down with a stain
Fell in light been when he was out in the rain
Electricity is the key when I'm down to these sanes

You feel me
Somethin new somethin clean
Saving human nature so I guess it's something green
Something mean and something obnoxious
Something that will make you feel like you inhaled toxins
As long as you find, somethin that will make you act honest
I'll let you kill yourself in the process

But look
We're conflicted by conflicts where bombs hit
Get caught in our heads and get lost in the nonsense
Stuck on the slave ships brought by the martians
I gave up hope and returned to my own problems

Cause
It's all a bunch of nonsense

And
It's in the hands of your lost friends
I just wanna be something you can fuck with
Something you can tell your friends to put all of their trust in
I don't want to make the world a better place, I just
Wanna change it in the way we all function
Look, if I didn't know my face from yours
Then could I still tell you everything that came before
And if I didn't know my face from yours
Then could I still understand why you pray to your lords
But, fuck it and forget it, I'm stuck inside of my head again
Addicted to depression or maybe just to the sedatives
Letters under my bed full of words that I never wrote
I'll give myself up before I give up hope

I said I'll give myself up before I give up hope
Probably already have and I just don't know

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