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departure (rap) - when i see you again in florence, sc lyrics

[verse 1:]
uh, color field, yeah
what a bunch of whippersnappers mourning over the middling skin
getting liver spots just so i can live & die again
learn to live & die again with an obsession of thunderstorms & cracks in the pavement
“i’m not a f+g”, says the ironic statement to the post+modernist passenger
catty+corner from him & never almost famous
what a grace to be alive, i should be thanking sky daddy
‘stead of a doctor living paycheck+to+paycheck
dead bodies in the bas+m+nt+to+bas+m+nt & skеletons in my closet, facelеss
without a body you are shapeless
without some shawties you are nameless, deleted instagram can’t even get relations
what a sinking ship
i’m thinking ’bout transcribing it all into hieroglyphs
’cause color field is some empire sh+t
and if you don’t f+ck with me, suck my entire d+ck
i’ll never die so long as i stay fly like three 6
bump it up, 47, rip to capital st++z
i’m waving my hands ’til i get a verse with asa aziz
making the stank face listening to hachi’s bars
sun never sets in the summer so july’s a fresh start
i’m k!lling ‘pon de guards, shoutout to mar’s raps
hearing figgy in the sun room, can’t ever top that
and although we’re on bad terms, human emotion’s porous
i’ll see you when i make it back to the end again in florence
[bridge:]
yeah
when i see you, i’ll see you again
when i leave you, i’ll leave you again

[verse 2:]
what a lo+fi beat to kowtow to except i’ll never bow to anyone
the bittersweet milk sits on the table in the rays of the sun
he can’t guard me ’cause he’s a bum
i flirt with all my friends just for fun
i listen to tv girl, why not play into male manipulator status
sleeping on mattress on top of mattress
you can’t be a philosopher without putting your thought into praxis
’cause practice don’t make perfect, it’s just practice
i prefer concubinatus over institutions of marriage
throwing at a glass house with pears in my hand
it’s a fair shake with a grasp of the fingers
if the same story is told, why prefer to let it linger?
’cause i’m such a fool for you when it’s january
the thoughts are always scary when it’s confession time
but i’ll still love you over again in those december nights
transform & break free from your cocoon to let the present shine
because your presence is a gift
but don’t let me tell you sh+t, don’t let n0body tell you sh+t
you’ll always be proud of me cause i’m happier when it’s august
i prioritize communication but i can never be honest
and when i am i tend to run behind the curtain
with the history of liars knowing that death is certain
but ignorance is bliss so place your mark on the political compass
the player of the trumpets in the famous functions
this is sum plus subtraction, the oneness of the faction
numbness in the rumpus when columbus raised his flag, sh+t
my pants and hands are tied & split, what an embarassment
my history with therapists is nothing short of arrogant
my history with you has been nothing short of lovely
just remember that i’m only really in it for the money
[outro:]
see you, i’ll see you again
oh, oh oh
leave you, i’ll leave you again
see you, i’ll see you again
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