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1.
There’s not much calm, to find,
so if I’m going of rhymes,
I could do more things like them,
or I could hold up my life.
And your sure fine but I’m just fuckin’ living,
I could get more worse.
And days you’ve tried, the side of every anemic.
I could do more worse…
2.
I’d like to glide the whale,
so if I’m growing out of time,
I could do these things I want,
or I could be just like…
And all we ever had was it an order?
I could do more worse.
The more you’ve try, the more I never listen.
I could get worse…
3.
There’s not much calm, to find,
so if I’m going of rhymes,
I could do these things I want,
or I could be just like God.
And your shure fine but I’m just fuckin’ kicking,
I could get more worse.
The more you’ve try, the more I never listen.
I could get more worse…
I come clean.
I’ve never seen the mountain’s head.
You can’t look back for once again.
I could’ve been around your head.
I want a field.
