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letra de christingle - joshua epithet

[chorus]
all for the aesthetic polaroid pictures
little fruit gum and some mixtures
i’m rewriting everything, no more scriptures
believe in me and i fly a distance
all for the aesthetic polaroid pictures
little fruit gum and some mixtures
i’m rewriting everything no more scriptures
believe in me and i fly a distance

[verse 1]
silver purple shampoo
the place my fingers run through
nothing new, loving you
hate myself, you crumble too
professional help, that’s what i need
my mother praying for me not to conceive
that’s all she needs, more of me
she can’t see what i’m trying to achieve
breathe my air, you can tell i’m scared
am i prepared to be unpaired?
from my home and my friends
you leave your zone, then you deceive your ends
try to make amends
20 years later over a google search
all of them gone, now dead in dirt
all blame on me, because i chose to desert
[chorus]
all for the aesthetic polaroid pictures
little fruit gum and some mixtures
i’m rewriting everything, no more scriptures
believe in me and i fly a distance
all for the aesthetic polaroid pictures
little fruit gum and some mixtures
i’m rewriting everything no more scriptures
believe in me and i fly a distance

[verse 2]
maybe i’m just being dramatic
but i really don’t wanna end up an addict
too many people here developed the habit
of smoking, snorting, inhaling outta packets
scared that caused mass panic
my family tell me you better stay on the planet
or you end up face down on the granite
wishing and wondering, taking your life for granted
the pills enchanted, the shotter candid
the scars are branded, leave him stranded
just for a couple quid
these men wit the flash cars man i know what they did
you sold out the heart of my home before i could
so in a way you actually did me good
but if i saw ‘em man, i’d k!ll em where they stood
because at the end of the day, you still f-cked up my childhood

- joshua epithet

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