chpt. 2: "baka"

Feelings take the wheel, actions in shotgun, thinking rides bitch. Idiot.

(lyrics)
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Here we are again, yeah, and I know my thoughts are disarrayed
I can't function and it's a habit, euphoria has never dissipated
How'd this puppy love turn so rabid?
Took a dose and I'm already an addict
Who'd've thought this lullaby would turn tragic?
How a genie in a bottle lose a
Magic so pure, untapped to broken caps poured?
It's hard to know what's takin over me
Maybe this dopamine just hit me neurally
Mind over matter, what matters ain't mine, so be
Flattered cuz I won't be a side, so...

You got me pickin up rocks, aiming at ya
Window, baby come outside, I
Gave it a few shots, I'm standing at the
Front door, I don't wanna wake your pops, no
I gotta get her out and let her know she's perfect, although
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times worse
These rhyming lines might be dissuasive, cuz

(I still make mistakes, yeah, yeah) [x3]

Though you may be
Misunderstood, this lone lupus gon
Use these two lips to howl out this
Foolishness...

baka (prod. Prodigy Beats)

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