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I got these kids believe in me but do it mean shit
When the bombs keep on droppin and it dont seem like theyll quit
But you never know 
Baby you can never know
I just wanna hold you close
Hold you till the worry go
Everything is scary now
Everything is terrible
Holdin to her koshhka while the bombs knock out the radio
Now you cannot hear me but i want you to believe me that your always safe
If i could be right there right now ide kill em all and take you out this place

Gone in long
Mind is as perfect as a song
Showed it to the world but they dont wanna sing along
Shelter is the only way to keep you out the storm

Everybody know dont nobody talk
I can see the blood its comin seapin through the wall
I aint even scared 
But im worried for you
The way you look up at me innocent you have no clue
You aint ask for this and i dont wanna say its true
ion know if its over yet so baby hold on 
Sing along to your favorite song 
Promise it wont be long

*koshka is russian for cat

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intro: 
[all my clothes are ending up with turmeric stains on them 
but thats alright cause
inflammations' bad for the body]

(i guess its cool, yup x2)

I guess it’s cool, miscommunication make us fight 
Cause you cant do knowing how I tend to spend these nights 
I’m in a pool full of distant memories, the knife, 
In my back working out the gravity it take to type 

Another message trying hard just to explain myself 
I feel like god is tryna sleep on me no way to help 
I feel like authoring my peace and then just stepping off 
The end of planet, my advantage is I’ll watch the fall 

And come back standing with more knowledge than I held today 
A birds eye view of all the beauty, tragedy and hate 
My words pursue a piece me that I can’t excavate 
I’m just gon’ dig and hopefully I’ll see the light of day 

You know I won’t baby, I been the ghost lately, I been the kid that no one offer to approach they seem 
Apprehensive when it coming to what soap facing 
But I could get it swear that I’m just so alone waiting 


On her, on who? I’m Breaking down the truth 
It’s that it never really matter til you loving you 
If In the center is your acting rather than review 
Of misstepping, you’re better than regretting every move 

Red in the face with the blues, self in resentment ensue 
Bells, instrumentals, the coup - sliding beside no ones mood 
I don’t get violent I zoom, 
I just lit violet no gloom, 
smoke in my lungs it consume 
Realizing I’m fighting my tomb oo

dayfall [prod. fleur]