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ckl - substance (or lack thereof) lyrics

[verse 1]
orange bottle of relief filled every thirty
another script to follow on my pointless journey
too early to say that i wasted all of my time
until you look at all of this acc-mulated grime
past my prime, i peaked when i was born
going down the valley, mead when i mourn
for this life birthed on this earth that is imperf
ecstatic that ive amounted to zero worth
just as expected, leaving with nothing affected
only dejected that i feel so disconnected
due to decisions that i always suspected
to have poisoned my mind and left me infected
not zika, but i feel uh that im a freak uh
nature, major danger to those who cater
to my needs, indeed im a dying breed
just let me bleed out so that i be freed

[verse 2]
clear bottle of empty that reflects my soul
down it like water, its smooth like this stroll
of life, but its starting to take its toll
i know, that inside my hearts dark as coal
but its cuz i light up and pollute within
considering the finale, but its cardinal sin
hardly know what im sposed to do bout this sh-t
counted all the reasons and came up with spit
fl1ck, quick, exhale and repeat the process
trust it, fill up my gl-ss with more conscious
for the emotions that i feel medium-rare
nothing at stake, but soul tedious to bare
hideous, it scares people often out of my life
or could just be projections of my internal strife
a line repeat from song that describes it all
its fine, just observe as i peacefully fall

[verse 3]
white stick of joy that says its all over
hot at the end, im gonna go supernova
candle burnin twice bright go out twice fast
so guess my life is just gonna forever last
take a belly to my belly and think of it nothing
make my breath real smelly like lackin brushing
rushin through life, achieving nothing, so be it
all potential ends in wall red stained soviet
but not from nam, im ch-nk like zedong
im just a d-ck, but i mean is that so wrong
i long to live a life just perfectly normal
but always end up in a state of envy scornful
mournful, cause my beat flatline and neutral
brutal, waste my youthful being too f-cking truthful
or lack thereof, hiding inside from outside
up to a month before anyone finds out that i died

- ckl lyrics

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