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fyre - sailing lyrics

[young g]
checking in with the racked out grin, no interest in gin
thoughts of where i’ve been
experience within
the memory is dim
f+ck it, i don’t care
and neither do you
the future is where your heart is at true
mind in the present, a rebel where i started at
babylonian peasants harrowed angel harped at

[mxlplx]
it all go down at once
thermal breakdown bringing you down like “what”
don’t hurt me now, cause i’m way too f+cked up
knees to the ground likе when you bust nuts
except i’m praying, pray to god for help
can’t hеlp but pray when you don’t got nothing else
know what i’m saying, man? you know how it felt?
ain’t no delaying when your soul bout to melt
going out blazing, maybe f+ck a seat belt
don’t need your safety, i’ll deal with what i’m dealt
continue raising all the stakes cus i can
you know i hate it, blood, i hate what i am
but i can’t change so i take it like a man
blow out my brains daily til i understand
cool down the frame to maintain what i’m d+mned
to feel it to k!ll by the sword in my hand
what you feel is real, there never was a way out
and there never will be till the day you break out
feel better when you feel me but i can’t make you shout
give it up if you got it, if you don’t give me sh+t
but if you want it, you can bet i won’t quit
[sw+nk]
(to the left, to the left
to the right, to the right
to the left, to the left
to the right, right)

thanks be to god cause i don’t know how or where i got off
together gone in pieces and crawl, they say it ain’t no secret
the soul of the life beneath us
the glowing money water’s our weakness
a road to never bother our deep is fool’s gold
if you’re a fool then f+ck you
we roll to the music, be living it all
been in transmission, no cause but the love of drifting away
to the cuts and corners of love
my blowing kiss in the world
has left our vision too stoned to be dogs submitting
got a blunt on my back man, to existence
but if say west at, where the pigeon?
on a porch puffing my line to the friction
thanks be to god, got emission
feeling like a night train running out the system
leave alone loved em, ‘nother one picked em
it’s on like a nice game rolling for position
that’s what we understand, as all we don’t mention
what’s better to believe when you touched by suspicion?
burning up instructions, and running outta tensions
give me one to blow, let me show you what i been in, b+tch
(ahhh!!)
[young g and sw+nk]
stabs of energy lost, traded and broke
can’t even find pleasure in smoke
now i feel better, until i choke
(we don’t mention what’s better to believe, when you shooken up for suspicion)
economics were a joke
(burning up instructions, running outta tensions)
living in my toast, lifetime’s that i wrote
(give me on to bl+ +coughing+)
discourage the hoax
of the mind and its road
they expect you to follow
patrolled by the hollow
swine in their assignments
cause they need to pay immense, living in the trade wins

- fyre lyrics

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