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letra de what im thinking when im at the bustop when my phone dies. - moeb.

anxiety driven, i should be in my prime and now my minds racing
i admire my visions, keep kind as a kinder surprise now lets see where this whining takes me, no chasing
im tryna pace it, im in to deep
beckoning and i can’t feel the feet or toes
faces around me creep, threatening and i feel super imposed
im losing my identity, the devils at the cross roads
and his tryna be-friend me, i might just go
let lose
yhwh hold me tight i need my life to be truths
follow blind without proof
proved merely by the light and im igniting the deuce

and whos, talking spirits its the vodka that im downin
awful nuisance, i can’t stop it its astounding
walkin cautions with the pocket that im poundin
like do i love it, or love her ?
im mockin and im bound up, still alone

brain is fuzzy, valium its alley-op, mind blown
light years away
still buzzin, ive been battling my demons like a king was dethroned
acting like i love it, heart was once warm, now its froze over
kinda cut up about my feelings being exposed but i ain’t getting no exposure

but i ain’t doing this rap for the cash thats
cringe, im in it for the art and a backslap
play my part, most these tracks in this backpack
only for my ears
i ain’t livin fearful
like f-ck being famous, imma do my best on a beat without a pay slip
save it, delete and repeat

its all these pills pills pills pills pills, they don’t make me feel sh-t no more
i ain’t living for the thrills thrills thrills thrills thrills, i guess im getting old (x2)

- moeb

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