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letra de glass - breon s.y.n.d.e.l

tap, tap, tapping on the glass
i know the other side felt that
on the other side treat it like a task
i’m over sh-t and i’m taking off the mask
when did al your love turn to lies
must admit that you took me by surprise
open up and you stabbed me from all sides
i trusted you and it led to my demise
i’m jealous of it, people see you more than i do
that’s okay cause they don’t value you like i do
climbing at the tower something like the eiffel
here’s a poem that was written with my eyes full
in my mind a lot, it keeps me kind of hobbled
barely standing straight my legs will start to wobble
hot potato but my heart is being bobbled
break the d-mn with emotions feeling toppled
i need a little dizzy water
going out every night, its like a disorder
i just want some order
hold onto everything you think that i’m a h–rder
i replay your snap a little too much is that wrong
d-mn, okay
is that bad
d-mn, okay

only do it if it’s gonna help me sleep
crashing through the orbit that’s just how we meet
i just saw you i should wait a couple weeks
put the work and then i’ll get you like a tree
put the work in then imma see you smile
girl i’m tired i done traveled all the miles
stepping stones i’m just laying down the tiles
i don’t know i guess im floating through denial

had to end the slumber
drunken stumbles until i reach the sofa
i am never sober
on my journey something like the martian rover
my mama almost kicked me out the crib
she don’t know that i almost had to build a crib
write these songs a lot so i don’t lose my lid
i’m just saying that i almost had a f-cking kid
i don’t know if i cause or if i cure
i don’t know if you’re fake or if you’re pure
i don’t know if the word is also your
had to stop because my mind will go obscure
did some work today for the kids
calling dibs
shot a vid
from the hip
may i skip
on this trip
no more fibs
you should know that i always come equipped
it doesn’t matter that i’m thinking bout the past
it doesn’t mean that i get back what io had
i just sleep to escape being sad
taking chemicals it’s like i’m in the lab
always wondered if the truest love will last
i say f-ck love and i focused on the cash
follow me and i’ll show you to the stash
did you know that my heart was made of glass

- breon s y n d e l

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