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javelin - lonely is lyrics

-lonely is- (the vines)

i’m encapsulated, with aberrations, jaded by her fashioned blade, & may her soul decay for having hatred
have lapis lazulis stashed in back of my palace b, i eat rappers savagely, stomach acid morphs em like alchemy
sh-t em out & carve em, these rappers my daughters
p-ssy doctoring stalker, he be up off-the-rocker, like suddenly walking after you thought a coffin was soon to be
…cuz without walking i -ssume i’d be losing my mood rings, & waiting for line bling, from dimes, even i, get my hopes high, when she’s more than a 5, i’m lucky to be alive, but suffering all the time, i’m f-cked!

lonely is…

lonely is. showing up to home and seeing noone on the memory foam to talk without our phones, with
unholy is. how i feel in the soul again, think i’m sick need a donor quick, my dome is a cold abyss
erroneous. that you thinking i’m honing in, on a woman to bone, i just need ahold of this lonesomeness
only is. me on this station playing, like sony b-tch and i’m growing p-ssed, hand the pistola over kid!

you don’t wanna do this, take your final breath
just cuz the solitude has got to you, you talk of death?
i don’t inspect my own missteps, as often as i should
then out the blue i feel the mood is hopping d-mn i’m good
it’s not too often i get talking with a match but when it happens i’m too brash or trash or flat on back from heart attacks
i fall as easy as a ‘legic tryin ski
i shop for hotties & just find they’re not for me
….i need a marketing degree, to shop this product, to cop a plea that they oughta respond if they like my artistry

but no one likes a rapper, & i’m too cute & kind, i don’t invite the type of eyes into my life that lie, (x2)

but if she fly & we survive the early times, i’m sure i’ll fire up the lying, in my own disguised eyes
i have a reputation, it grows with every word, i hate the things i’m saying, please understand i’m hurt
i never meant to drive you all away, it’s hard to say, but through the holidays i almost gave it up & called it curtains…

broken, soaking in the ink that’s dripping
toking, hoping for some scenes relive them
ode to this, my openness, some revelations cause ferociousness, from those who listenin, i’m supposed to hold it in (x2)

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