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letra de the fine print - empathy (australia)

[intro]
i wouldn’t normally talk about sh-t this personal on record, but
this is the fine print, uhh, the
the sh-t in life you don’t always read that turns out to be important

[verse 1]
everyday i blaze just to mask the pain
don’t wanna talk about it, bruh, just pass the flame
this not olympic games, i run in place
i keep it to myself, don’t help me
i’ll die this way
i got a mate who passed a month ago today
i’m regrettin’ losin’ contact, had the fullest plate
but i’m lookin’ back on it now, it can’t be changed
what’s the point of eatin’ good when no one shares the weight?
[chrous 1]
miss my mama couple days since we was speakin’
saw my father, kept it in, i guess i’ll leave it
depression waves since i’s a kid, i’m feelin’ seasick
i had a dream i k!lled myself while i was sleepin’
spliffs are burnin’ through my soul, i couldn’t put ’em out
i guess there’s sh-t the kid is always tryna figure out
she only pick up when she wants what i be puttin’ down
wanna k!ll each other, then we f-ckin’ in a couple hours

[verse 2]
distant from the friends that were there from the start
different hands that we were dealt, i’m still collectin’ the cards
i remember when i told ’em i was writin’ these bars
that takin’ me far, i need a new release that ain’t harm-ful
to me and my loved ones, i hate that my mum thought
i was dealin’ ’cause of the amounts i would splurge on
she see i ain’t takin’ self care i just keep goin’
can’t eat, sleep, shower ’til i’ve popped all i can, knowin’

[chorus 2]
i’m afraid i’ll wind up dead or stuck in the can
hold on baby, we can’t f-ck until i’ve popped me a xan
paranoia is a b-tch, i ain’t been trustin’ my friends
even though my girl is loyal, still be playin’ pretend
around other men, actin’ like i ain’t wanna front
second they look at me, havin’ me like, “yeah f-ckin’ what?!”
people say they down but only really down for the drugs
only come around when i got pounds of loud they can puff
[verse 3]
i can’t lie
i put my family behind rap sh-t
been workin’ so d-mn hard my mama thinks imma drop dead
all those f-ckers at my school who said i’m a drop kick
are pregnant to a d-ckhead or must do what the judge says
my time is currency and currently i been broke
give a f-ck about the paper just want time on my own
to blaze up the dro, write some sh-t to pivot the world
all i want is spend forever with just me and my girl, for real

[verse 4]
i think i’ll die from the way that i’m livin’
disconnected from my life, smoke is cloudin’ my vision
i stay focused in this b-tch, unlike you f-ckers who livid
people quick to lose they sh-t, it got them lookin’ like children (hahaha, f-ckhead)
sometimes i need a second, no one get it in reality
my music is my message that i’ve settled with mortality
make this life my b-tch, when people switch
i give a f-ck about it, i’ll just keep a spliff
and write this sh-t ’til i get somethin’ out it

[outro]
make this life my b-tch, when people switch
i give a f-ck about it, i’ll just keep a spliff
and write this sh-t ’til i get somethin’ out it
i’ll just keep a spliff and write this sh-t
’til i get somethin’ out it
i said
i’ll just keep a spliff and write this sh-t
’til i get somethin’ out it

- empathy australia

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