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letra de devices - heavens heathens

[chorus: the lifted & loc saint]
was left to my own devices
and now i’m in deep
i’m dreaming of paradises
but i’m not asleep

[verse 1: enfluentz]
i’m chronologically reflecting on my past
i think i’m destined to succeed but in that moment’s when i crash
how remember doing time i had to walk behind the glass
i’m needing god to lift me up, but that’s too much to even ask
i gotta do better, for real, and i know it’s inside of me
hey, but what does it take?
i feel like the definition of insanity, constantly making the same mistakes
i’m looking for love but finding the hate
too many devices that stand in my way
i’m just a product in my own environment
living my life, ain’t got nothing to say
i try to pray but somеtimes it seems like it’s hard (hard)
i got voices in my hеad and some poison that’s in my heart (heart)
when i try to purge it out i go right back to where i started (started)
but i will not be defeated, in life i’ma keep on marching (marching)
[chorus: the lifted & loc saint]
was left to my own devices
and now i’m in deep
i’m dreaming of paradises
but i’m not asleep

[verse 2: eye luk]
ya
y’all know how it go when your battery’s low (yah)
when your charger is at home so your dopamine slows (uh oh)
man it just goes to show how much our soul is controlled (yuh)
we are honed in the zone, call it twilight or phone (ha)
autopilot like drones
we in the climate of clones
we all just post like malone feeling more hollow than cones
psychologically controlled and yet, most don’t even know (uh uh)
they got a grip on our brains and they won’t loosen they hold (nope)
my control on a global scale
behold, i see their horses pale
gripping on the horses, they’re still praying while the mortars sail
at war with silence towards the scale where folks construct it from the jail
we’re all feeding this machine and can’t no one afford to bail

[chorus: the lifted & loc saint]
was left to my own devices
and now i’m in deep
i’m dreaming of paradises
but i’m not asleep
[verse 3: loc saint]
yah
and i wanna be left to my own devices
the ice is twice as feisty, cold as h-ll but i figured them nicest, so priceless
entice my flesh with disguises
switchblade yo lies and make nices
but that i’m better seen dead under, run that pattern, preciseness
ain’t nothing but lessons learned
over and over the record turn
if i didn’t learn from my failure i wouldn’t know half what i’ve learned
not my concern, but my cover is the fate in the ash
pick up the fast when i think about the past
and it growing like a mass and i’m headed for the crash
i foot up on the dash
exchange devices for paradises that last
cause i’ve grown wiser than i was and that’s worth more than this cash
yeah
now you can learn from all the lives that i’ve lived (yeah)
love and learn and turn and don’t ever forget to forgive (come on)
check it out

[chorus: the lifted & loc saint]
was left to my own devices
and now i’m in deep
i’m dreaming of paradises
but i’m not asleep

- heavens heathens

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