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MIGUEL ANGEL PEREZ
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Keep my mouth shut
Zip it up throw in a pocket
What's the point of fucking talking
It will all be overshadowed
Dollar jacket on my body
Feeling like a million bucks
Kicking off into the mountains
For the album to build up
Always solo not a problem
No maestro, Like it just the way it was
Like it just the way it hunts
Tryna build relationships
With people I don't even love
Same black jeans
With color fading off
Keep it thousand always shouting
Fuck the inside world
Everything hill sided
Rolling on my own
Getting super high yeah
Shoot at the stars
Got me fucking smiling
On a
Rare occasion where I'm faded
Contemplating
Hiding feelings I'm painless
Overnight falling right off of the bed
Not surprised of the scars on my skin
Writer(s): Miguel Pérez
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