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letra de in flight - yuri khedz

thinking of you has been difficult to process
all these thoughts that i haven’t even thought yet
you’re the only one that i ever wanted and now it feels like my own mind’s haunted
i was a star, shining and far
woke up smiling, rhyming and scarred
it was a dream that i believed in hard
and that was wrong
yeah, you’re all i want
and we’re a strong bond
but something haunts
is it your smile?
or the warmth of your arms?
your neat style?
or that your torn apart?
i dont know
maybe then, time will tell
god, you’re words were a cell
got me trapped, got me cursed in a sh-ll
what’s worse is i fell
after escaping, i ain’t feeling well
the same mistake i keep making, h-ll!
maybe it’s me? my fault, i mean…
maybe if i just stay away and clean
it’ll make me feel
better but geez
it feels so weird
with every breath that i breathe
i see mistakes
but i still believe
and i put some faith
confused i feel, with you i break
i try to kiss you but you taste so fake

if there’s one thing i know
i know i’ve done enough
i know so let me go
it hurts to be half loved
so let me know
with a call, text or moan
this ain’t called love
it’s called fear of being alone
and when you try
to get inside my mind
you’ll find that sometimes
i die tryna think of why
we couldn’t be a match
i thought we even rhymed
but you didn’t like that
and that was fine, man
cuz if you read between the lines
you’ll find i seem to bleed all night
but not because of me
it’s cuz of life
and how lonely
i face my fights
this place ain’t nice
you see, i really think i’m starting to grow as a person
i ain’t sayin’ i’ll be perfect
but i wanna die knowing that it was worth it
it hurts when
i’m cursing
it’s worse when i’m bursting
into tears
alone from my fears
but it’s kinda weird
how just last year
anxiety and me
feeling mighty in here
i’m done hiding from fear
time to start writing clear
rhymes to express how i feel
ugh, i gotta keep your picture near
so when i reach a block
i can get you here

i’ll make music till the day i die
and you can tell from the way i smile
and the fact that i’m in my mind
gives me a better can to spray my rhymes

everytime i trust
i end in the dust
it ends with a knife in my back, wanna touch?
i keep asking myself;
what’s the point in friends
when in the end
they won’t ever lend a hand to send
when you descend into the depths of h-ll
well, it’s them
they’re the reason that you fell
in the first place, through the worst ways
you’re the cursed face that burst, babes

used to give me b-tterflies
now they’re all bees
and when i used to utter ‘why’
now i got three
different answers to what this could be
we can dance but
this wasn’t meant to be

our first lesson learned that we took, back in elementary
was if you saw a crook you’d scream, vent or squeal
but i didn’t sweep up here to steal my appeal, for real

but i ain’t here to talk about broken cheer
i’m here to talk about the fear, it’s weird
time for it to kick into gear
it’s like i freeze but i feel free-er
it’s like the bees came back to do it clearer
the end is getting nearer
but i turn and see no reflection in the mirror
guess i’m just-in time to be-brrr…
it’s like i’m in a freezer

c’mon, let’s leave earth
maybe then i won’t feel hurt
i’d just steal dirt
go to mars
while i spit these bars
and never will i see her

it’s steeper
than ever before
climbing this mountain of pain galore
see, i need her
to sorta be a wh0r-
cuz in the end, she’ll wanna come back for more

what else? my pride? can’t risk it
doggie wanna biscuit?
i slit my wrist then
go and wear a rolex
you know i own it
the blood drips on it
how ironic
sonic
flow
on this twisted beat you know
i’ve risked it for weeks and don’t
say that you don’t like when i speak
when i talk
when i rap
when i see
30k on my first song why would i stop rap? (okay)

this is only the beginning
you have no idea what im bringing
to this game, to reinforce my name
to lure the fame
and spray the flames

but all what’s said is meant in the end
if not, then when will you stop
and start being a man again
you’re like a mannequin
reality is what your lacking in
the sky is blackening
this guy’s back and in
but i’m laughing and
i think it’s because i’ve lost my mind like bruce banner did

man i’m seeing further
fantasies of murder
can’t believe i even hurt her
but that’s all fake
in my head
man gimmie a break
i’m sick
i’m great
i’m bad
i’m good
i’m sh-t
i’m late to see what i
had
what i should
have
i’m mad
i’m anxious
at the fact that god ranks us
this makes my skin whiter than what ranch is
my mind branches
into different fractions
fiery thoughts hotter than a box of matches
these thoughts are gadgets
that i use to practice
delivering sharper punchlines than a cactus

said he wasn’t ready
but i get it, not any
little betty can bet he
with confetti in the backroom

you’re a miracle; cursed and blessed
i guess i gotta be a lyrical mess
i guess i’m stressed
my mind surpressed
guess what happens on the track that’s next…

- yuri khedz

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