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letra de what you sow, you reap - jack cookson (folk)

don’t set my place or save my chair
for the weight of what’s p-ssed still ain’t outta my hair
i have grown so d-mn malformed, and mutilated
those things i’ve done have devastated my friends
strangers and my own mind too
and i am asking will i feel better when i get some sleep?
you know i’m struggling with that concept of
what you sow, you reap

and there’s only so much sin a man can take before he thinks he’ll up and leave to start again, and tonight i think that man just might be me. but before you know it, there you are again f-cking eight o’clock in the morning, with the place where your head used to stand replaced by your guilt. and i am asking will i feel better once i get some sleep? you know i’m struggling with that concept of what you sow, you reap

i think i turned over one too many new leaves that year
they’re brown and rotten falling to the ground

- jack cookson folk

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