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letra de lenny's song - kxllinme

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[verse 1]

back when the stove was his pulpit, he moved like a sermon
grease poppin’ in rhythm, every plate he flipped certain
heat on his face, real light in his eyes
world made sense in the kitchen — not under these lights

but covid came swingin’, shut the doors on his crown
left him standin’ in a store that he swore he’d burn down
first week, he laughed when the power went slack
said, “i don’t trust no building built after crack.”

didn’t rush for sh-t, let the aisles come to him
every step slow, like the air was swimmin’ in sin
from a chef’s white coat to this plaid-ass cage
still carried himself like the heat on stage

[chorus]

you said you’d die soon — i didn’t think you meant now
guess you kept your word, took the last deep bow
left your ghost in the hum, in the aisles, in the door
we ain’t seen your face, but you still walk this floor

[verse 2]
moved like michael myers in a stockroom dream
clock didn’t own him, he rewrote the scene
didn’t matter if a line wrapped halfway ’round the store
he’d take that extra step just to make you wait more

one night, some old fool came in loud and offbeat
raised h-ll ’til lenny walked him off the concrete
next thing we knew, his bike’s in the lot gettin’ stabbed
steel t–th in the frame — no lecture, no jab

he came back inside like it wasn’t worth mention
calm as the hum, deadpan tension
quit drinkin’ after the pacemaker scare
but the slow burn stayed, like it lived in his stare

never rushed, never bowed, never changed his way
like every shift was a dare he refused to play

[chorus]

you said you’d die soon — i didn’t think you meant now
guess you kept your word, took the last deep bow
left your ghost in the hum, in the aisles, in the door
we ain’t seen your face, but you still walk this floor

[verse 3]
last shift never started — pacemaker tickin’, but the clock ran out
left the keys on the table, no room for doubt

said for years, “i’m gonna die soon,” like a joke we could shrug
but that morning proved you’d been speakin’ from the gut
no grand send-off, no crowd, no lights
just a room gone still in the middle of the night

store felt hollow, like the walls pulled back
corners turned shadows, every aisle off track
cooler hummed lower, register stayed mute
even the floor seemed to move in pursuit

still catch myself lookin’ when the front door sways
waitin’ for that slow walk to cut through the haze
your absence hit quiet, not loud or cruel
like the sp-ce between heartbeats, like a faded rule

[outro]

and maybe that’s how you’d want it — no fuss, no scene
just your name in the air where the lights still lean
but i swear when it’s late and the street’s gone bare
i feel you in the hum, in the cold night air

i still expect to hear your boots scr-pe the tile
that slow turn past the cooler
like the world was waitin’ for you
and maybe it still is

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