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Marco, brakence
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(Yeah, yeah, I don't give a fuck about your boy)
(Woah, mmm)
(Haiku)
I'm open 'bout my own apocalypse
Wish I could freak like a party girl
Speak free like an artsy dollar, burnin' seven days a week
Gimme agency and patience, see I'll make it
We won't wait for what we want
But I got baited by my bloated self-esteem
I ain't got no loaded social pockets, got no Wintergreen
My breath still fresh, breathe to be a better person
And at least I ain't a liar and a tease, and
I'm rich or some would say
I'll entertain you with the strange
Then make a movie with this shit, triplets
Bitch, I do that in a day, and I don't care what you're worth
Don't give a fuck if you copin', yeah, you co-pay
When you use it for good 'cause you were never self-made
You talk about this shit you ain't about, I don't know you
I don't know you
Maybe try it out to be yourself for once and make a new sound
No matter what, I love you
And I know I need to focus
And I know it's hard to stomach
Get past times like counterfeit
Work hard, I'll feel better again
And I know well why you chose this
It's my life, I need to love my end
Bad, but I'm louder than my past self, so I'll let 'em in
And I know I need to focus
And I know it's hard to stomach
Get past times like counterfeit
Work hard, I'll feel better again
And I know well why you chose this
It's my life, I need to love my end
Bad, but I'm louder than my past self, so I'll let 'em in
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