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letra de soul searching - scythercity

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wake up, shape up
take the crust out your eyes now (sh-t)
rake the dust out your eye now
you’ve been gone, you’ve been off on a timeout

had to write about sh-t that i’m right about
had to split from the sins that they riding out
had to think about the sh-t they beside of now (look)

i needed to catch up
and needed a concept
the themes that i’ve captured
and trapped in my pocket

that keep reenactin’
the facts that i thought of
exceedin’ a flagship
with that sh-t, i’m gone with

you see, when the face of the nation enables the hatred
and gave all thе fascists what they really want

black ‘gainst a troop
cause thеy shoot for a buck
it’s the sad little truth
let the blues huddle up
all i really want is inspiration that’s still ain’t raided
the industry sucks as i’m stuck up on the brim with my thoughts barely hemmed, too crazy

and all this sh-t cost was an arm and a leg
as hard as it gets, still patient
i teased all my music too many times, now they tuning out
now i got the room waiting (now i gotta due date it)

accept the solemn, and the dusk with me
but the shift the somber to a dawn for me
it ain’t that hard to keep in touch with me
sustained the parting, kept in tuck with me

the angel parted from the sun-kissing
to hate the artist who’s been stuck bridging
the able-bodied facts he’s once written
turned ancient artifacts

you said all the things that they wanted
so it ain’t what you thought of
never fun in the game
it’s the same five topics

but there’s always something to say, at least when i’m talking
stomach pumped the fakes, i can’t ingest what they swallow
you said all the things that they wanted
so it ain’t what you thought of
never fun in the game
it’s the same five topics

but there’s always something to say, at least when i’m talking
stomach pumped the fakes, i can’t ingest what they swallow

you bred all the things they ain’t wanted
you displayed what you thought of
never fun to convey
it’s the same five options

that’ll always run the game, hate it or want it
i adjusted things, so i make what i’m starving

you bred all the things they ain’t wanted
you displayed what you thought of
never fun to convey
it’s the same five

cause inside, my brain’s fried
the drain’s dried, and that’s written
i’ve never been this way, the feeling’s different

holdin’ on, i need to know the depth
there’s something wrong, i need to know the catch
i’ve never dreamt but always overslept
i need to know the risk before i slip
holdin’ on, i need to know the depth
there’s something wrong, i need to know the catch
i’ve never dreamt but always overslept
i need to know the risk before i slip

holdin’ on, i need to know the depth
(a narcissist who needs to learn to see)
there’s something wrong, i need to know the catch
(i need to know the regions where to breathe)

i’ve never dreamt but always overslept
which led to visions that i couldn’t reach
i need to know the risk before i slip
into the digits where the dive is deep

tryna get to knowin’ where it’s at
i need to map out all the things i seek
i had to pass on concepts that’s inept
i’ve lost the grasp of all the things beneath

tryna get to knowing where i’m at
i’ve lost the grasp of all

cause inside, my brain’s fried
the drain’s dried, and that’s written
i’ve never felt a reason to be different/hidden

what you holding on (peace)
i gotta let you know what’s wrong (uh)
what you holding on (peace)
i gotta let you know what’s wrong

what you holding on (peace)
i gotta let you know what’s wrong (uh)
what you holding on (peace)
i gotta let you know what’s wrong

- scythercity

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