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letra de period piece - killvongard

k!llvongard:
not for what i really am
just for an idea
not for every part of me
only the revered
i want all the golden statues
thinkin back to
you were in the bathroom
i was bedridden
smitten
not new to you
but i got your attention
method acting
profession
performer
hat hung on these boisterous writtens
affection a side effect of
stringing words needlepointed image of a neo expressionist gifted
what he lack in aesthetics he make up in vision, brilliance, dimensions, shivers
you at the door consumed me
i remember your eyes and your lips
thighs and your hips
i was a friend
there’s no turning back
tonight is the end or a win
probably for you on a whim
in my eyes it’s all or nothing never be here again
calling bluffs is my calling card
my calm is stuntin
and my overcompensation is flawless
this what it’s like to be wanted
you know what it’s like to be hunted
you wonder what it’s like to be loved for way more
while i strive to be worshipped
revenge plots play over and over
i told you what you want, i told myself it was solemn
unb-ttoning blouses
only in the movies
never been touched
keep my shirt on
below the belt under covers
while i’m tracing the four marks lining your forearms in a moment that’ll eventually haunt me
i can’t believe that you want me
you can’t believe that it’s deeper
me and my crew present demeanor
of misogynistic
teenage misfits
but i show you soft spots
even the spots that’s not supposed to be soft
face all hot
caught up in an off color comment in the middle of reveal
ego all balled up
you got up and i laid
with my face to ceiling
falling action of escapade
crescent lay in the frame above the bed like a claude lorrain
jean mille
brain filling in the blanks of a nonverbal awkward exchange
all i can hear is your pants now
shaking out the wrinkles
a sigh then your zipper
shaky breath bleeds into a giggle
the hum of disassociation
and then your friend in the kitchen
the9ardenstate:
i guess i’m just addicted to attention
first i check my dms and then i peep my mentions
i was acting out in class gave my ass detention
flirting with the shorties talking sh-t sippin 40s

we should put it on film
flow is so fire they could put it in a kiln
story written based on true events that are real
and my love to be loved is like another blue pill

it’s not enough to say that i did it
like short term memory i thrive off recognition
got a sore thumb from texting all these b-tches
knew i had a problem when i f-cked her in the kitchen right in front of the window we was in the line of vision of my neighbor she didn’t even care
dropped my f-ckin sandwich put her leg up in the air
like how did we get in this position?
i admit it, i admit it

distorting all the pictures trynna read the top line
when i get a new prescription in my eyes your so fine but it’s not enough
music nerd and a movie buff
gone with the wind like an empty double cup
chained to your love maybe that’s why they call it cuffed

i’m tied to the love of the game
but you could go broke trynna pay the price of fame
like a tag on a beat i just wanna hear my name
but i really need a crowd
whispering my lyrics while she blowing on that loud
man we should play this sh-t live
haven’t tweeted in a while you know i’m alive
body is a stage and i’m finna take a dive
but who am i behind closed doors?

i’d rather feel ashamed than to ever be ignored
i don’t do it for the masses do it for my core
but honestly i’m lying i don’t mean to sound conceited
life is a game and i’m praying that i beat it
want the next level but the truth is that i cheated
i got the codes online
doing promos for my show online
dropping demos of my flows online
posting thirst traps for my hoes online

- killvongard

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