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letra de 3am - prototype & lazarus the kid

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3am and still no satisfaction
i’m haunted by these dreams of turning into michael jackson
i leave the game in points, i’m turning into michael jordan
i manifest my thoughts and then i go and write
so you can listen back and go ahead and see the vision
i map this out from the beginning with intent precision
i’m talking back with me and laz, we’re just a couple freshmen
with second thoughts and second doubts and lots of second guessing
like all this bullsh-t we’ve been fed, my dog is quite concerning
the system set to trap us all with all this higher learning
they tell us we should go and focus on that graduation
but all these graduates will never be the highest earners
so f-ck the books, i’d rather study the late registration
and college dropout gave us both a college education
as sleepless nights ensued as we began the steady chasing
of every buried dream, they told us we would never make it
i cannot hide all this ambition, dog, it’s very naked
and praise to the most high, cause this is very sacred
the garden of gethsemane, i swear i couldn’t take it
but not my will, i’ll drink the cup, i swear i couldn’t fake it
given half the chance to open up or leave it vacant

and half the souls that live around us living in the matrix
they popping pills, the irony, the blue pill population
and climate change has just ignored the f-cking obfuscation
and i don’t really need a therapist’s occupation
to tell me mentally there seems to be a complication
they steal our culture then they sell it back for compensation
and we don’t talk no more, we just yell out our conversations
and in this crazy world i still proceed to keep composure
too busy swiping right to ever really need the closure
this serial monogamy that we keep teeming over
has left us high and dry and all we do is pre-some dosure
unaware the cycle will repeat as we get older
at first a teen when we get drunk in love and leave the sober
and married life doesn’t complete us, nah, it leaves us colder
i feel like kierkegaard, i carry weight between my shoulders
stuck between trying to be present in this very moment
and leave a legacy before the curtain closes

- prototype lazarus the kid

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