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Searching through mud Suppressing the thud Nothing more than a dud Nothing more than a tug, yeah Nothing more for a hug, yeah No more snug, yeah, than a bug, yeah Fairytales Fairytales Circling through my hells Drowning all in my wells Firing off all my shells My clip is empty Nothing can tempt me Only repenting Only resenting These feathers like bricks the way they fall so fast Stabbing of the ticks, can I get 7 more past 7 more cars 7 more bars Down on a page All I got left is my age Never to hit a stage,yeah It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah Through my dreams, through my dreams, through my dreams yeah So it seems, so it seems when I sleep yeah It follows me it follows me it follows me It follows me it follows me it follows me Through my dreams, through my dreams, So it seems when I sleep yeah Follows me Bothers me Wallows in the constant stirring Infinite whirring Sachet for the stirring, yh A little pick me up Everything still sticks me up Everything still rips me up Discard the mind Thought so refined All I got left is this rhyme Not so divine But it's creative Not so elating Something not berating My every move Critiquing every groove Any proof Picking at any tooth For the fairy thoughts is unwary Undaring Under the bed I find my safety But with this time that I'm wasting The steam sets alarms off Can't follow schemes when the farms off Unavoided unemployed it Can't avoid it when it toys with My mental need a menthol To settle all my thoughts To get back what I bought Outrageous This system out stays it's Welcome Contagious The wings of a falcon Gliding Flying Riding time like it's not priming To deride it derail it Impale it I'm frail it It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah Through my dreams, through my dreams, through my dreams yeah So it seems, so it seems when I sleep yeah It follows me it follows me it follows me It follows me it follows me it follows me Through my dreams, through my dreams, So it seems when I sleep yeah Struggling through reverb Struggling through reverse Struggling to rehearse Struggling to be heard The cycle spirals through denial We seek out revival Throughout the days our time will Never be reimbursed for sure It's cold in this black four door All open to get some opportunities Wealth to stack for immunities Hide all the impurities Sell off insecurities Travel west to unravel stress Gravel tread to have all yes The dreams and images Circum to the scrimmages Decorate liveries Happier no times than these Just to keep rhyming please Cop a cloud not jet seats Cop a house no rent fees Rock a blouse no wet sneeze Dog around no vet sees Eject cease
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