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dev soter
dev soter
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brooks travers
brooks travers
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Sit down and speak your mind 'Cause i got all the time I'll let you spill your feelings Keep mine to myself You told me you'd unwind So why you keep on asking why I feel so numb Don't know where I'm coming from But you ain't ready for that conversation Ain't the topic, ain't bout subject matter, you full of impatience (patience) Standby, steady plottin', turnin' pages Know you ragin' While I'm stuck inside my room going through stages I heard some shit about me it's not sounding sweet Tossin turning in my sheets Petal pickin, I feel chique DF-MJ on my body Wear it all day for a week And I'm finished when its said and done High up like mountain peaks Peakin' I don't know when Need a couple snowdays All my ends are open Y'all don't really know me I got camera crew inside my brain filming behind the scenes That footage never gon' release Lock it up and toss the key That red dress Looks so good on my floor Stumble my words, fumble decor I can't see straight behind these shades All the wine inside my veins All this crying make you mess up your eyeliner My six string, blonde hair, hoodie tied up Big dreams, small town, girl you just like us I keep composure when I'm right in front of you Maybe you could be my honeydew And I never felt this way in my life Before today And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way Feel the same, feel the same Never felt this way in my life Before today And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way I might feel a way about it Digging through my couch allowance I just made some new deposits Shot my shots and never got in All I ask is for some time to talk I'm sick of all the walking off 'Cause nothing will be solved The reason I don't say a lot I might feel a way about it Digging through my couch allowance I just made some new deposits Shot my shots and never got in All I ask is for some time to talk I'm sick of all the walking off And I pulled the wool back from over my eyelids I been so blind since you Made your departure Imposters Flocking me I don't feel anymore Ain't shit genuine When it rains, it pours, best believe You ain't mine, I ain't yours This the season finale Ain't no filler, ain't no plot holes I need closure It's the same old story told a million years ago This one didn't have a happy ending, should've known And I'm sorry for the way I was treating you I think this space is good
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