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letra de jim morrison - fyre

[young g]
i used to love freestyles, now i love to write
in my mind i see styles, you can use it to unite [?]
and fly it like a kite, ’bout to get rolled
i’ll be slamming 808 when i’m 80 years and 8 days old
too bold to fold it now, [?]
get blowed [blow?], [?] crystals and behold
tails over 909 get toked
precious is a freedom that you hold
payin’ bills, watch your rides get sold [?]
night time get cold, inside mind, decode or explode [?]
scriptures that we wrote, pictures through [kiov?]
same blood, on the gold knife to the lymph node
pleasures from the shelf, message gettin’ post
blessed blessed ‘stros [?], exhaling out my nose
hope you hate my prose, this chapter’s closed
the path of least resistance is not the path i chose

[mxlplx]
addicted to the mirror, i can’t stop looking
is it really there, or maybe i shouldn’t-
ask what i’m here for, take life and put it in a gl-ss with some beer
more than just a crooked head with a conscience
somebody took it, can’t get back on it
appear cryin’ look it [?]
fly it like a comet through the sky at night
try not to vomit after losin’ a fight
put holes in my closet when i don’t feel right
wonder why i bought it, cause it’s not really tight
wear pain [plain?] like a locket, hands cover my sight
start up the rocket, head first for the light
the sun is too hot, it’s burning my life
realize i polish my heart with a knife
the blade straight through my bl–dy dream
waiting for you like a puddle of cream
i wish i had the guts to go, but it’s just not enough to know

[sw-nk daddy]
i took a drag and bake it mo’ danger [?]
promise to love you if you stay a stranger
rather kiss a k!ller than an entertainer
keep on refusin’ my p-ssion with anger
watch the longish [?] tears scope the midnight singer
they say that suicide is on a good dreamer [?]
people [??????????????????]
they say you never look, but i mention they see ya [?]
hope you can smile in empty arenas
took your drag and broke out [?], misdemeanor
if you love me, if you hate me sing
you love me if you hate me sing [x2]
don’t give a d-mn about a thing
if you look in my eyes as i look past your beat [?]
you know what’s going on in a synchronized stoff [?]
[?]

- fyre

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