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letra de feel some - syllablistic

this pen, like the inks my blood
my sins, and the pain i love
to give, through the beat i bump
just, don’t let, me become the
reason, you stay up at night
bleeding, for someone who might
give in, to that voice inside
sayin its alright, but now i feel some

i’ve been, stuck in a cycle tryna, vibe with
my head, but lately i keep counting, my sins
dressed in, the skin i’ll wear until i die, that’s confliction
it’s got me slipping from the pain
i wear it nice, but i can’t regain my strength
i wanna cry, but i can’t cuz i’m a man
can’t show them eyes, that i’m nothing more than that
hold my head intact, and try to keep it in
so i can tell you my sidе, so i can bring it to life
hoping you see through my eyes, so clarity can rеvive
the will i keep deep inside, born of a dream compromised
entrusted unto me by loved ones who i keep by my side
that’s why i’m still on my type sh-t
that’s why i keep writing
don’t care if you like it, i want it all
i guess i’m seeking enlightenment
somewhere in these lines yea
til’ then i’ll keep fighting, for
this pen, like the inks my blood
my sins, and the pain i love
to give, through the beat i bump
just, don’t let, me become the
reason, you stay up at night
bleeding, for someone who might
give in, to that voice inside
sayin its alright, but now i feel some

type of woe, something embedded deep inside of those
who steady knowing this is something that’s worth fighting for
and bleed it out on a loose leaf while loosely vibing through
every incision we choose, to cut ourselves into
something new, yeah
but i can’t do, that
and that’s just too, bad
cuz girl you knew, i’d
sing you the blues, and
give you my two, cents
i’m feelin you, said
i’ve been feelin you, and
i’m feelin too, deep
i’m feelin my, brain
i’m feelin my, sleep
is slipping, away
i’m takin my, time
to tell you my, way
and push it, forward
beyond this, driveway cuz
once i’m gone, i’m not lookin back to say
you’ll regret, every word you said to me
i’m not the type, to give you another break
i hope you find, that i’m
written bout you, with
this pen, like the inks my blood
my sins, and the pain i love
to give, through the beat i bump
just, don’t let, me become the
reason, you stay up at night
bleeding, for someone who might
give in, to that voice inside
sayin its alright
this pen, like the inks my blood
my sins, and the pain i love
to give, through the beat i bump
just, don’t let, me become the
reason, you stay up at night
bleeding, for someone who might
give in, to that voice inside
sayin its alright, but now i feel some
way

- syllablistic

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