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bmr - topic - middle class lyrics

(verse 1)
as a child i remember when the days were bright
run around in the park there was no fear of a fight
the only fight we ever had was an imagination
going home to eat tenders watching all claymations
the boogeyman under our beds or in our closets
the main thing that kept us up the innocent mindset
of children in my neighborhood everything was good
never thought about violence as an infant should
on the day of my birth the lightning struck as i slept
and according to my mom i hardly еver wept
until the day my fathеr left and was bugging my mom
age 3 was the time my life went three times dark
at least for me it was dark for others it was light
already running out the house at toddler height
would you ever leave the doors unlocked i wouldn’t dare
but i knew kids whose parents wouldn’t really ever care

(chorus)
i don’t really have a plan i just know i’m a man
sit here writing all these lyrics do the best that i can
i don’t really have the time to be here stunting on you
they said get your degree then you will be free
we believe your music sh+t will get you shopping sprees
i don’t really have the time to be here stunting on you
(verse 2)
building brick walls i’m defending mental fortitude
me not talking bout myself was me not being rude
positioned like lebron never thought to complain
but when i tell em how it is people put me to shame
in therapy i told therapist people need this more than me
even after abuse i’m bumping dosing reality
you’re using your issues seeking attention like a trend
yea a b+tch told me that before she wanted a girlfriend
i’m bender in godfellas when looking at the ceiling
eyes have dried up many years ago i’ve given up on feeling
unless i’m tryna write it down for a song like this
i only get up from my bed to go and eat then p+ss
keep an eye out like eagles and soon enough you’ll see
the reason why you should’ve stuck round like how crows stalk me
if you were mad at me before prepare for salt times three
i’ll be the first to tell you f+ckers that it ain’t that deep

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