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an illustrated mess - phone cards lyrics

prosodic:

what up my dude
guess i missed the chance to hit you
wanted to chop the block
to see what you was trying to get into
what you have been through
what you was trying do with the beats that we’ve been leaving on hold for a year yo
i know i’ve been itching to refuel
but other than that man how is your people?
how is the mind, your heart, your soul
your composition in every way?
my bad for rambling anyway
just drinking was hoping to get you blazed
i know for the moment enjoyment is all i can i handle
this handle has got me on levitate
hit me whenever you get this my dude and
i hope that you’re having a good one maine
peace

smallz:

what up john d-mnit? been a hot minute
since i heard your vocal tones, sound a little stranded
please just understand this, ain’t no vivisection
critique of beliefs, depression or grief/code of the streets, used to beckon
the common deception, is that we all connected
until one missed message, then it’s so neglected
guess i’m just venting, spending time in dive bars/came from the era, pagers and phone cards
pocket full of digits and a couple of quarters/call me when you get it, bring a couple cans over

chorus:

with everything that we have said
from the ‘love yous’ to the ‘wish that you were deads’
just hope you know that i miss you bad yeah

cecil tso:

miss your call, and i’m falling off
dismiss the pause, like im one to cough
i feel the ghost that i dont show
peel the cloak, and i won’t glow
i dont know, who to be
without a plan it’s true to see
i doubt the man, this fool in me
i’m south of clans i pull to be, so
dont understand it, i’m living, and trying to give into hope
no one could plan it, we cried, emissions, to sit into ropes
calls or text, was all the best, i bawl from stress, and fall to jest, but crawl to rest, and paw the fence, to cause a lost of all defense

thorts:

apologies i wasn’t here of late, caught up in my own sh-t though i
could have texted you back, sorry i honestly am, i really give a d-mn
forgive me mate, i know you relate, we’re two peas in a pod, lost in
the fog, honest to dog, reverse these charges, life is the hardest, it
hurts in a million ways, i can’t not praise you enough for what you’ve
been through and you’re still here, had my back through many tough
times when n0body else did, helping me steer, clear of the bullsh-t
adding to my toolkit, just another cool kid against the fence, i’m
always here when you need me, believe me, in me you have a friend

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