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I'm singing over, the text won't be your witness
This text is evidence,
I tried to write something true
But it's a crime of presence, damn
You was out of reach,
you was at the farmers market with your perfect niche
Now I'm in a maze,
man, I'm drowning on my page,
man Now you lay in case,
don't I'm singing over, people don't show
spaciousness
are we are
I get this message that's been on this block I get this message that you might really love
her But this gon' be your latest
This text is everything that's been tried to write from the tomb
But it's a crime of passion,
damn You was out of reach You was at the prom
And I gave her two perfect beats Now I'm in a maze, man
I'm so sure, I'm so sure I'll be joining you back in a little while
When I'm not sure what's holding me back and I'm going well
I might, I might get white eyes But that will pass me dear
Please look at these things how I can hear
I like it when birds,
with cries for love and gold,
rather be in shadow than on my own.
I like it when birds,
with love that must be there,
please be there for those how I can't hear.
I like it when birds,
with cries for love and gold,
rather be in shadow than on my own.