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letra de the dream / my apologies (pt. 2) - pat junior

verse 1 :

let’s cut the madness baby
we can’t abbreviate the pain
or dice the constant shading
the chance of acid raining, tearing from your ducts
cause life will jerk & snatch up
and have you burning to the touch
has dramatically took increase of lately

you’re such a force of nature
simply enforce the anger
while you stay the course of changing
and while we plot the path of hope
we take impart the lasting notes
right from the father’s masting quotes
his ransom curves the danger

we’re sailing smoother now
let’s take a brief moment to enjoy the view (come close)
see the grow, see the strength, see the new (come close)
your whole aura is aurora to the hue

let’s turn the lights off
make you the candle start a fire in the room (come closer) embrace the wax we making music just the two (come closer) and when the needle stops we fade to interlude

verse 2:

inception
woke up from a good dream into a nightmare
i stare, while you lie there
nice hair & yo thighs bare
reverse light glare
ecstasy was our poker, a token we were a high pair
crashed before we flied there
turbulence was verbiage delivered without consent
from the, sense of your wit
you’ve apologized since but i’ve, seen no cents
then your lips hit me so quick forget it
beauty doesn’t fight fair
i’m pretty open to closure
motion is dosing the broken
hoping to choke every trope-ing
chosen approach is unloading
every ounce of the grace
post amazing, hertz you craving
while you hear the aches, but ignoring the space
cause you closed to approaching
notion exposing the broken
provoking probing erosions
emotion gloats in insulting, every hated mistake
and then we make up for the make up
girl i love the cake
so don’t apologize

verse 3:

let’s address the disconnection of our living spaces
the disrespect it goes unchecked and so your square is vacant
shall we compare the tasteless?
the bitter apple does not fall far from the tree disgracing
every compliment i’ve stated
your sharp complaints have crop contentment out the capture lately
the perfect picture searching angers me and feels degrading photoshopping with emotion as the currency
it burdens me
how you barely focus on our journey, please
you’d rather watch the trending
over fill your eyes with envy
spilling on your heart descending
messy, hurting always blending
hidden deeper face pretending
but your smiles are barely mending
and i can sense the pain
and somehow take the blame
i bare it all, you bare my name
you’d rather have your maiden
pockets colored, vision jaded
have baby, own a basement
win the race showcase the placement
even if our love is tainted
but i’ll accept the anguish
so, don’t apologize

- pat junior

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