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Lyrics:
-See you’re always laughing whenever I’m frustrated
-The hallways I’m passing never ended; love or hate it
Still I pace the floor — or take it anymore
Staring at the walls — Mirrors shattered goals

and now you wave your hands
– the line is not alive
while you’re throwing gang signs and middle fingers
time to time

– I’m growing old and grey
writing poems in my mind
– you say it’s too late
to show it then to globalize

shut up
i will be the one to break you

i will be the one to break you

You know I’m out of breath
Because you never stop moving
– You’re coming for my death
But the letter’s not rooted

What am I today?
Sufficiently, I’m early
I’ll never burn into an urn
Before I’m turning thirty

– see you next to the photos
granted I was speechless
remind me how you always fly
and kicking all my teeth in

– pull em out my mouth
not a hair to let down
pay more taxes pay more coverage
no magic or friends around

– Now you [give me that] list of everything I’m bound to have
why the hell would [I want to] love
[Working for] someone’s hourglass
– tell me I got to be patient
wait for when you wake me up
but a sound of disappointment rings
seeing that nothing has changed in months

shut up
I will be the one to break you

You know I’m out of breath
Because you never stop moving
– You’re coming for my death
But the letter’s not rooted

What am I today?
Sufficiently, I’m early
I’ll never burn into an urn
Before I’m turning thirty