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stray clouds out but the day still sunny and the land made of blood and milk and honey four walls and a floor and a roof and a door and a window where i sit and watch the cold world war it's the mad dash to get cash while this shit last say it in soon so we live fast got me buying flowers every other day just to pick em all apart and tryna smoke em in your face want a taste from the river to cleanse the center was in love by breakfast but hate by dinner still tryna really balance out the center but you never get the sweet without the bitter i put my hood on when i head out to the city at night put my headphones on to a song i can write start to freestyle every little thing i see streetlight change and the carhornes beep
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Brandon Stratton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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