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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