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707-Arman Bakhytbyek, @Fruitybaachka

Tescoma

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I. The Loops

Sometimes I feel a victim inside my own mind.
Sometimes my alibi invents my own lies.
Sometimes my head hides the self that creates myself.

II. The Friend / The Enemy

Sometimes I’m my own best friend,
taking my enemy’s hand.
Sometimes my wants befriend me,
but my needs cast me into my deeds.

III. The Eyes

Sometimes my enterprise generates eyes
that can’t see past my eyes.
Sometimes my thoughts create versions of me
I never meant to be.

IV. The Love

Sometimes I can’t give me
the love I need to see.
Sometimes I can’t create the eye in time,
or the life in mind.

V. The Confusion

Sometimes I can’t get out of my own way.
Sometimes I don’t know which way.
Sometimes I need to be.
Sometimes I need to see.

VI. The Remembering

Sometimes I need to remind me.
Sometimes I need to remember who I am.
Sometimes I don’t know who I am.
Sometimes I’m only what I am—
but I can’t see past who I am.

VII. The Duality

Because the me of the eye is not always
the eye in the me.
I’m a duality inside a head,
coming to a mind to see.

VIII. The Veil

I can’t see past the veil I create.
I can’t see past the mind I feed.
I can’t see past the eye I want to date—
but I have to learn how to.

Litany of the Mirror Mind

[Verse 1]
Got a picture of my daddy,
Worn soft around the sides.
He taught me how to stand my ground,
Not how to quiet my mind.
There’s a lighter from my wild years,
Still half-full of gasoline—
Some memories spark too easy,
Some don’t ever come out clean.

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t talk about it much—
But it’s the weight behind my touch…

[Chorus]
These are the things I carry—
The ones that made me, broke me, saved me.
Every mile on this heart’s old tread
Comes from folks who tried to change me.
I ain’t proud of every story,
But they’re the truth that lives inside me…
Yeah, love me right and you’ll still find
The things I carry.

[Verse 2]
There’s a little bit of anger
I keep buried in my chest.
Shows up when I’m worn down—
Reminds me what’s still left.
Got a prayer I stole from Mama,
Got a fear I learned alone…
Funny how the same two hands
Build a life or throw a stone.

[Pre-Chorus]
Still learnin’ how to choose
What to keep and what to lose…

[Chorus]
These are the things I carry—
The ones that shaped me, pushed me, dared me.
If I hold on hard or love too long,
It’s ’cause someone tried to spare me.
I ain’t proud of every story,
But they ride along beside me…
Yeah, walk with me and you’ll still feel
The things I carry.

[Bridge]
One day I’ll lay ’em down—
Find a little peace somehow.
But ’til that day, just understand…
I’m doin’ the best I can.

[Final Chorus]
These are the things I carry—
Not excuses, just what made me.
If you stay, I’ll share the load
Of all the ghosts that chase me daily.
I ain’t proud of every chapter,
But if you want the whole story…
Come close and I’ll let you hold
The things I carry.


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