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letra de mourning in autumn - carter wilson

[part one]

we can watch the whole world burn down
we can watch the whole world burn down (we can watch the world)
(repeat x6)

-rips bong-

[part two]

[drug induced raucous laughter]

welcome to my head
welcome to my mind
i’m already dead and i think it’s fine (it’s fine yeah)
i think it’s fine (yeah yeah)
i think it’s fine
i think it’s fine

i been keeping quiet
my privacy been pried
pride is all i have, i can’t even hide
inside this mighty land the tides erase the sins
the hands of time don’t got a leg to stand on no more
and if i’m dead maybe i can be the future of the folklore
we living in a cold war, the opposition so poor
and they the ones i smoke for
the ones i brought the coats for
i hope they like my rope scarf
jump i hope i don’t barf
i’m so smart but so dark
i’m so sharp i throw darts
attached to boomerangs
and they aiming at my own heart
i’m higher than my hopes are
the monster is my co-star
just wait until my show start

-thunder crash-

[part three]

[chorus]
orange leaves, orange leaves
-ssorted greens and the morning breeze
they wanna keep us on a shorter leash
but we cut that sh-t and free our minds
(repeat)

[verse]
yeah
i’m destined to die i survive this future
i’m thriving as usual
tonight’s gon’ be super
psilocybin got me stomping on goombas
live from the land of the free where the sirens can shoot ya
all about the green the police the pollution
your pride is illusion
your violence is foolish
your movement’s a mirage
you confused in the fog
everything you do is fraud if ya ego too involved
what it mean to be a boss
calling me conceited
you jealous when you see i bring the noise, boy
got the word itself inside my pocket
i uppercut you with octave
i’m launching loogies
i’m blooming
i’m walking through h-ll
my moccasins hot as the opposite of haagen-dazs
sad n-ggas all applaud
tryna tell me that i try too hard
i got no time for yall
i like the fall
i really like the fall

[chorus]
orange leaves, orange leaves
-ssorted greens and the morning breeze
they wanna keep us on a shorter leash
but we cut that sh-t and free our minds
(repeat)

- carter wilson

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