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V1
I lead the way, the wait divides time, feet are made to break a fine line,
now I need to make it, making up my mind, better meet the neighbors, they alumni,
loving me mistaken, keep it even nigh, not even naming what I need at night
Demons came in, got a key, get a light, smoking sidewalk lines, sipping lean on the mic,
lemme leave my mind, keep deviating, I've been chiefly aiming, taming teething knives,
heathen eyes looking deep inside, side c, count sheep, I repeat my lines,
Even I ruminate on means, I mean, running off, get lost in a leap of lies
Legalized weed, got a statement mind, boxed up, I've fucked about a page of buys,
my mug, my face, hear the dick is nice, still without love, want to fade away to find,
openings opening up, don't mind that dopamine, hope it's enough,
moments of sobering, so then it's us, covering over these omens, I'm closing it shut
You've shown me enough, honing in novices, no one is lonely, I've only been dust
Hook
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes (oh, oh)
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes
My phone, my phone, I been watching my phone
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes
V2
want someone to know me, to know what is up, and the numbing to only be flow on the cuff,
fumbling, blowing it, coming in slow with this, summiting some of this, owning the mud,
my life is a mess at the moment, I know it, only got moments, just know it's enough,
drumming it out of the known, won't condone it, but coming in out of the cold is a crutch
Underneath that is an onus, the motive, demoted to comments and combining notes,
dominate bullshit, dominoes falling, following ghosts and nobody knows,
thumbing in it hopeless, wondering when it was open, coming in somebody, calling it home,
hundreds of dollars in lonely, I've bet if only, I'm coming to know
Running my tank down to low, pushing limits in motion, what am I made of, and how many holes fit,
how many bullets have they got to locate, triggers to pull, lemme load at a brocade,
don't even know what that means but it's okay, I got a dream, I can quote it at no pay,
what do you need, I can get it in no takes, what does that mean to a matador, add a door,
I got the minutes that don't say, come in and babble more, scrabble lore, pitching to cynics with no game,
letting the limit elapse or quoting the synonym: Floating
Hook
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes
My phone, my phone, I been watching my phone
Eyes closed, eyes closed, I been watching coyotes
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Hard to Reach
03:47
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Type these, tuck in with a pisces,
I can line ‘em up, knock ‘em down with a light ‘fev
my feet planted under ground, get inside me,
take a look around, figure 8, figure sideways
five piece suit, limbs, head, skin-diving,
parts for the soup, get a soul, get us stymied
props to the set, set stones up precisely,
hasta luego, I see it’s good timing
Lox on a bagel, my paces are basically biding,
the time as the day goes, this case is deciding
to stop at enabled, my brain's just inside me
defined by the label, the sane they supply cheap
defy what they say is so, stable and lively
childhood patience, come gape at society
find something sacred and break it to buy me
invite in the neighbors, the data compiling
Show you / what I mean
tell you what I / want to be
half are falling / out the trees
sad that we are / hard to reach
after you come back for me
have to see what’s / happening
half are falling / out the trees
sad that we are / hard to reach
A sliver full of hope, maybe they will visit me
maybe I don't own anything and that's the misery
shame on me to vote, state of changing what you couldn't be,
trading in your soul for a pigeonhole of parodies,
chip in what you know, I've been chipping off the heresy,
maybe even not alone, I bury all epitomes,
scary when you’re home, watching shadows try to get to me
this area’s opponent picking battles, try to pick a seat
serenading slow, don’t waste your minutes on assistance
We barely living, in a check to check existence,
future's looking grim, but that's the past, already distant,
cherish every moment, this is every pot I’ve pissed in
coming at it slow, you holding back, I’m cherry picking
throwing out a bone for any act that gets ambition
teeth are apropos, this whole thing laughs at its attrition
they come in through the holes, putting caps in all my wishing
Show you / what I mean
tell you what I / want to be
half are falling / out the trees
sad that we are / hard to reach
after you come back for me
have to see what’s / happening
half are falling / out the trees
sad that we are / hard to reach
mend broken bones with poker picture faces
open knowns, yard full of hola pick your graces,
phoning home, still wonder why we fake it
why we taking oaths, instead of lining for the bases
why we breaking those, a promise made is one that’s sacred
why we waste the vote on those who want our change to make it
buy the minutes low, spend ‘em posing for a painting
find what you don’t know, this face an app of entertainment
unbelievable, the flow on tap, adapt to changing
easier to cope, I know that rap is what a game is
ceiling’s looking low, better raise the bar to blame it
beat ‘em at they own, know the syllables are banging
beacon for the boats, never boast of what I noticed hanging
scheme for the low, being present in the moment, naming
humble, wanna know, park on Humboldt for the patience
trouble in his soul, so he’s subtle with the maintenance
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Step Up
03:21
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Hook
I ain’t claiming I’m the best but,
I ain’t claiming I’m the worst
Find me claiming just a step up,
find me waiting, weighing words
What sounds like a plain spoke, aim low, got the bars stacked high, better change flows
pour panko, crumbs that you follow with a capo, eye to tomorrow, fickle feigned hopes
shit I'd borrow from the bank, but the bank broke, gained karma today, wore the same clothes
trade a name, leave a mark, but it ain’t show, wrong color paint, window panes, staining baseboards
they playing with a full deck, gotta phase right in with my whole head, no flex
I’m changing the game, better go check, I’ve been playing with the same set of dope chess
both sides are the same, and they know best, no place for complaints, let it blow west
I'm an arm and a leg in a hope chest, slow down, we can pray for the hopeless
I ain’t claiming I’m the best
I ain’t claiming I’m the worst
Find me claiming just a step up,
find me waiting, weighing words
onomatopoeia spit a bang-bang passive, let me lay where I lay, finding peace in the past tense
chasing the wave, it’ll fade, finna chastise, hate that I hate what remains of these assets
facts set, just a facet, done more than a fashion of fractions,
summing the half-wits, son of an average, mean moving past it, looking for the passions, I speak,
with a beat, be the last lived, dry feet, can’t swim with a catfish,
got me, with a laugh and an Atlas, dive in high seas on a set for the map-less,
that list, left in a boat, show up at the last min, fake your own growth, fresh as a fast pitch
That’s this, ex of the dome, exit blasting, from the home plate, lemme obey, the masses
I ain’t claiming I’m the best
I ain’t claiming I’m the worst
Find me claiming just a step up,
find me waiting, weighing words
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Love Myself
04:42
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we’re broke, not broke-in, no way to cope in the moment
toes-in, feet first, sky diving three-thirds, try to see where they sewed in
sea-sick, so I spit the ocean, try to make wits out of blown devotions
both us kids, spoke flows in motion, just on the cusp on the coast, I’m open
to feature the plug, walls full of bullshit, some of ‘em doves, wonder where the hope went
some of ‘em rust, just parts for the 'pocus, out of my buzz, no rush, or the thunder for the focus
flush, I’m rolling in omens, want to be loved, or be known for the poems,
but father above, just holding cajones, I gotta do something, and god I must own it
ominous, don’t it, just sound like its coded, but honesty’s on us, the comets are coming
the comedy in it, the tragic is commonly imaged, they’re stuffing the rabbits and cynics
a camel, just smoking with Samael, it’s finished, damn all the stoking, the fire’s a gimmick
a camera, the lens in a focus, an image, jam in a sandwich, a fan of just choking to finite
I need a word that means nothing, feel the urge to discuss it,
Got this thirst for the crushing, never learned how to love myself,
Concerned with just touching, got this bird, learned to function
Got this turned in my compass, never learned how to love myself
All I could be, carve it with a guillotine, started with a dream in the stutter, but it isn't me
Bars are butter on the beat, be my, lover on the beach, each a piece of I
Ease in, flutter on the pride, no fly, got a brother with a love, bout to feast some eyes
We surmise, lost seasons, never needed those to free your mind,
couple up, repeating, botching prose that boasts of feeling fine,
keeping me alone, this ceiling ceases to be sieving sides,
Treat you out your demons, I foreseen this scene, it's exorcised
sleep inside my grievance, I perceive this as assessing mine
These breaches are defeatist, never need us to just heed the lies,
treat me like the penis, I'd machine it so you need it's size,
keen on it's achievements, knocking keys, not one to read the signs,
I redefine the meaning, meaning I've been leaving genes aside
I need a word that means nothing, feel the urge to discuss it,
Got this thirst for the crushing, never learned how to love myself,
Concerned with just touching, got this bird, learned to function
Got this turned in my compass, never learned how to love myself
Schooled by God or his image, got a guy, just met my fifth, for a minute,
Never thought I'd leave, till I left the prism, never rest my feet, never catch me in it
Had enough of these husks, to put a host up in it, hustle on a cusp, some'll try to fill infinite
Brushing off the rust, do the stroke to fit the image, used to what I was, I brought a coat, hook the kinship
Coffin or friendship, I'm new to these riches, holding my pension, no dough nor the bitches
Quote an ascension, I've risen what this is, more than just pensive, I'm penning a mission
Coping with senses, I'm lonely, that's fitting, open the sentence with hope, a decision
Offer the tin, get nauseous, I pause on epiphanies, soak in the coffers I'm given
Go in the box, be a man with a vision, choking on not, negativity 'diffing
Sheep sitting opposite, see what I'm missing, speech is like Socrates, owning the kitchen
Only achieve when the secret is out of me, holding receipts, let me leave, win a lottery
Older than me, so we treat it like pottery, give it a seat, I can see where this ought to be different
I need a word that means nothing, feel the urge to discuss it,
Got this thirst for the crushing, never learned how to love myself,
Concerned with just touching, got this bird, learned to function
Got this turned in my compass, never learned how to love myself
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6. |
A Little While
03:36
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Bout five years back, I was looking for a haystack of needles, never found it,
looking for the wild and it ain't in the field
and it ain't in the pain and it ain't in the mountains,
waiting at red lights, claiming I deal,
smoking a joint, no O's and I'm out quick,
face in the headlights, shopping for people,
been stopping at trains, and they're framing in houses
I'm on the out of it, dollars and how to get,
making my face in the shape of a novelist,
writing these credos, I keep it all bottled in,
gimme that needle, just filling the bottomless,
I'm not an obelisk, living concealed,
addicts and kava sips have an appeal not knocking it,
shadows in cabinets gotta reveal,
we're living in cons of our confidence
If you wait, can you wait just a little while,
If you stay, can you stay just a little while
I can wait, can you wait just a little while,
I'll be fine, I'll be fine in a little while (x2)
Out here, people come and they go,
and they flake in the name of a hundred or so,
say I made my mistakes, still got nothing to show,
signs been made and they pointing at no,
and I kinda been made, but fuck what you know,
this is my name and I made it my own,
this is my game and I'm playing it slow,
coming for truth and I come by the throat,
References only get deference, never get severance, make it alone,
heaven and hell aren't a separate entity, living in both on a definite globe,
learning to grow without rules and assemblies, earning it all, and knowing it goes,
holding it up with this energy, entropy ended me once and I hope I can love
If you wait, can you wait just a little while,
If you stay, can you stay just a little while
I can wait, can you wait just a little while,
I'll be fine, I'll be fine in a little while (x2)
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Dawn
04:02
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I can only make what I’m making, Juan in a million and half of them mistaken
Hi-ho, cheerio, serial game playing, pay per stream, mainly rivers that I bathe in
Gone to lengths with the cadence, ABCs are lining mazes,
each a syllable complacent, I can’t even write these statements
keep my face feigned straightened, turn the key, to keep me places, each of us have secrecies sustaining, cease to be, this entertaining
taming feats, stepping feet, to finite gazes, changing my beliefs, labeling the modeled ageless
shadows on the sea, sieve sorting out a playlist, play-doh out a mean, I mean I mold what I can play with
And I dove into the data, doting solely on my soul, see, dosey-do around the roses, only I can do it slowly
So show me what you made of, skin and bones, broken both, see, pose for what I've painted, pray that all of us aren't lonely
It's not you or I / who decides to move on
Reading all these lines / just try to get along
even when I heave and sigh, said I seen a dawn
Motivate, motivated, motorcades, know their name, know their faces, know their photogenic pain
Change places, shoe fits the feet, featuring a Davis, try to label Abel, cain ain’t what he seems
I can’t nurture, asserting what I need, heard it in the first verse, discerning by the beats
wheels turning, curvature a sermon pleads, purchasing a murmur, I am fluent in furniture, just furnishing the means
three hurting, working, what do I believe, cheap bourbon, sipping headaches, feeling urges to find seams
be sedate, self-medicate, breaking down the deeds, settle for the recipe, we’re guesstimating greeds
testing ketamine, a pessimistic east, pressing betterment yet fettering confederates don’t see
completely composed, so settled in, discreetly disclosed, severing is easy, but is keeping it closed?
It's not you or I / who decides to move on
Reading all these lines / just try to get along
even when I heave and sigh, said I seen a dawn
once more into the breach, beaches or peaks, preach pieces, of Reese’s, not seeing what I seek
see features, repeating, names, faces bleeding, my reach deepens, only meeting out of need of weakness
on the weekend, losing made-up reasons, choosing faded seasons, just try new shades revealing secrets
set aside receding ceilings, let’s arrive alone, the road of feelings, ode to wider loads we don’t deny to know we don’t believe in
Being I can go into my notes, I wrote it slowly, dial tones on phones, the photographs will never show me
Because I’m never known, watching what I won’t be, observations lo, and behold there’s no consoling
so listen to the stove igniting flames, flaking gold leaf, covering the coals, only covet what we don’t need
hunting in the lows, find the same, those that know me, coloring the holes, hiding smiles, I got no teeth
It's not you or I / who decides to move on
Reading all these lines / just try to get along
even when I heave and sigh, said I seen a dawn
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8. |
Dusk (Interlude)
01:58
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V1
Caught me off guard a lot, tea kettles / testing the water's soft, we settle /
on recipes, just stress to feed the Escher piece / I peddle what’s left of me
if there’s less to speak, it’s more level, address the beat, thread a weave in a pebble
I breathe, same air, take care of an echo / my feet, just there, no fair, to stencil
Trace me, table these as acapella, make believe, what he say to me, chop a hello
Placing, so we crop the top in yellow, led with the labeling, got Bob an easel
Half trees, half bobble heads, dead lift, red leaves, grass green on the obelisk
Daffy, on about a beach, be the novelist, laughing, thought I’m in a dream, need to polish it
Indelible, dollop of relevance, I’ve been this envelope, selling show elephants
I bet you have it writ, toss me a javelin, never a catch, I’ve been etching the sketch while we scavenging
having an in, just hoping we elevate, dabble in flow, flesh and flaws, for the hell of it
Traveling boats, half of it elegant, affable, though beginning, I can calibrate
Gap in the sole, but the shoe fits to tell of fate, happen to know what we having to celebrate
swapping a tone, give a taste that'll salivate, gravity owed, if it’s due, we can delegate,
Happiness floats, the parading of evidence, alibi holds serenading and never is
Adding the statements, serrated the edges, this knife cuts again, no containing the separat(ion)
Hook:
constellations from the kitchen
probably just something different
in the same way, what we’re missing
complicates this contradiction
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I've been, I've been facing
I can make it make sense
I can’t get or get away,
the way that we've been pacing
I know it makes sense
I can’t make it make sense
Looking at the same, same
constellations
Outro:
I’ve been facing, I’ve been facing
I’ve been facing, I’ve been facing
Looking at the same constellations
Looking at the same constellations
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Retrograde
03:24
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Hanging in his room, I paint a picture feigning pleasantries,
aiming at the roof, the skies are blue to bane with brevity,
days in on the loop, I measure shoes by length and lethargy,
chasing what I knew, instead I'm waving at it's effigy
Patiently dilute what they perceive as A to Z, but see
the ways I look at you would put to shame what thieves'll pay per piece,
this basically assumes I left the womb illumimated deep,
to take this opportune to offer you a move to vacant seats
Cop a seat next to me, tell you what a pessimist,
looks like in a seed, call that shhhh open sesame,
dripping when I bleed, must be human like the rest of ye,
running out of true feats, let's assume I got the recipe
Done with watching movies, see the end is when I’m losing sleep
Dumbing down what I'm alluding, out a noun you never need
Fell in with the groupies, laughing stock of those who offer dreams,
Nothing left to duty, check in often from the coffin’s keep
Let me know (know), how you feel, if you fold (fold)
If you go to sleep, at least you deep inside what needn't show
Let me go (go), let me hold the tickets, so (so)
If you go to sleep, at least our secrecy's invisible
Six windows open, surreal in the focus,
savoring the moment’s scenes, I’ve always seemed to notice
people living out of these, the oddities of being homeless,
deal with geography, there’s devils in the soap dish
stepping stones or levels, washing pebbles, not the fruity kind,
separated echoes, making peace without including mine,
juggling to let go, know that all these things are moving by,
Chucking out the guess though, mine's a mystery that you divide
Rushing in, don't check coats, it's art deco if you sue the lies,
summoning disciples, some won't keep it to a suicide,
it's funny if you said so, hide the ceiling while you scuba dive,
gun to shoot the devils, know there's evils out for you and I
Deadbolt on the do', they doling several by the pseudonym,
doting on the porch, it’s chicken soup for souls in suits and ties
let’s open this some more, hoping I can force a coup tonight
go for what you're born, I’ve been sorting out just who decides
Let me know, let me know, how you feel, if you fold
If you go to sleep, at least you deep inside what needn't show
Let me go, let me go, let me hold the tickets, yo
If you go to sleep, at least our secrecy's invisible
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11. |
Walk Sign
03:23
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Every step hurts less, got a sense of your virtues,
looking up ahead, what’s underneath is what’ll hurt you
pairing ends, never had a pair of church shoes
parents both are mending, pending perishable bird food
sharing all the fences, never mentioned how I learned to
lost souls bending, round the ending on the first move
thoughts so pretentious, sit on benches like a church pew
standards double-edged, you wait on them, the blade ignores blue
hold on cold hands, hoping life quotes the morgue queue
waiting on good plans, ain’t a store that holds a horseshoe
look at my companion, lonely open door to door sleuths
drifting more and more, more to owe, these odes distort truths
show me out, imploring, born just short of scored the boring news
sold a house, the floorboards orbit, warbles in assorted rooms
moment now, it’s gorgeous, talking bourgeois in a fourth of suits
I know the doubt, it’s porcelain, poured in, faces they must sort anew
In a walk-sign who decides who decides
[how high, I] / need to jump?
In a walk-sign who decides,
who decides ]how high, I] / need to jump?
(how high I) need to jump, I need to jump
I need to jump (how high)
How high, how high, how high do I jump
Eyes are on mine, feeling allergic, settle my soul, know that it’s working
Time on my side, out of my mind, better I go, there ain’t no one who nervous
What do you know, setting it low, had a monopoly, how many curses
How many limited, how many down looking imminent, how many counting my burdens
Comedy in this is dominate, sipping the bourbon, how do I know when there’s no one who heard it,
Prominent bow, ribbons are cutting it close, I think it's ten minutes slow,
I could just sit on my lines, thinking they're fine, fighting the urges
I could just give em a note, trick of the mind, shimming a purpose
I trip on anything though, anyone knows, gimme a time and a surface,
give me a sign, in a language, I'll learn it, trimming the line, wind’ll chime by the churches
look at the time, tie-dyed, but the shirt fits, skipping the sides, I side with the shirtless
Shook but I lie, like it’s all getting perfect, book half inside, reading crooked, in cursive
This is a byline, bribing a person, he lives in my mind, to dabble assertions
Fitting a nine, might forfeit the verses, working to live life, liable to flourish
Give in to thirst, know I gotta nourish, sipping to die at the height of my working
Give in words, I quote an assertion, visiting highlights, eyes on the person
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12. |
Moment
01:23
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I perceive, we percept in a moment, many me’s, many you’s that are posted,
many peas in a pod, many boxes of groceries, many want to see to the process
many clothes, many layers that we don’t see, many molds, many masks of the lonely,
many days, many nights, many cold sheets, been aiming a light, but they don’t see
see me, fit a height, fit a step in, climb up, on my own, bit of leverage
not easy to hold, but a message, I got a hope and I know where the rest is
not feeling the flow, be depression, scheming to choke, lemme look at the lessons
three minute show, I believe in reflections, seeing the soul, let me grieve it in essence
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June
03:08
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still room in it, to slow down,
counting two minutes, 2, 1, and now
different truths in it, to finish out
Who isn't, who's looking around
us sooth-sayers, two player doubt
felt cool, playing cold, felt lone-ly
I bought a human being, only seemed
like it soothed me
Only seemed like it soothed me
oh, oh, oh
oh, oh, oh
what am I gonna do?
what have I got to prove?
It’s only June
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15. |
Sweaterist / The View
03:24
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A to B, lemme test it, Z to A, lemme lead with a lesson,
alphabet, hold a bet, how impressive, Q to an A, I'mma speak with intention
hue to a shade, lamp lit collective, feud of the day, I don’t need addressing
queue up a label, have Cain suppress it, food on the table, I table incessantly
Can you enable the rest of me, here’s the best recipe, I can just shadow a chef or three
keeping my name in the memory, humans are leaving the day to day, fade away heavily
heathen to heavenly, check on the steadily, how to weigh the wait, aiming ahead of me
Hamish and Clem are my favorite dilemmas, just wait till the end, I’ve been saving the rhetoric
Leave me alone, too many messages, I’m an unknown, wanna know of the evidence
Screaming below, bet you even ahead of it, he’s in a coat, wear unease like a sweaterist
Dreaming in slow, if you breathing, I measure it, reading my notes, getting deep in the preterite
Wanna just know what I’m feeling? I measure it, reading my notes, let me see about evidence
Don’t bother me, broken, hold a monopoly, show me how many humans are stopping me
nobody give a shit, dose out anomalies, I got a head on my shoulders, a prophecy
nobody into this, stepping in awkwardly, I got a foot in the door, don’t own property
how could he get in, given to not believe, I’m at my limits, still climbing, to cop a seat
Maps are made of men that met a never-be, never count a hen, to fashion in a fabricate
Key fit a fence, saddle up again, leave an open end, to paint a hole to hold the atrophy
Had to leave that opening, hoping I can have a piece, pen, pay the note, noting laughing is an apogee
Half achieve flow, measure up, let em have a seat, nah, lemme go, better luck, I just gotta leave
Leave me alone, too many messages, I’m an unknown, wanna know of the evidence
Screaming below, bet you even ahead of it, he’s in a coat, wear unease like a sweaterist
Dreaming in slow, if you breathing, I measure it, reading my notes, getting deep in the preterite
Wanna just know what I’m feeling? I measure it, reading my notes, let me see about evidence
(Gary, you're blocking the view)
I see it from the window
x4
(Gary, check out this view)
I see it from the window
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