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moore kismet - the laced up theory lyrics

[intro]
([?])
yeah, i’ll make myse—
the view from there was kinda nice, action was kinda slow
again, these are things i don’t need anyone to know
(okay, sample code: o.s.o, run it)

[verse 1]
who? if i got it
running on a feeling
thought i knew, i forgot it
neck against the ceiling
wear a suit if i got it
tied up for a minute
couldn’t prove i was drownin’
i sent them a location, uh
i sent, uh, i paid, uh
i paid for the vacation, uh
i can’t ever show face sh+t, uh
i sent them a location, uh
fallin’ when it’s silent
silent when i’m fallin’
call it undecided (i+i might quit, i might)

[chorus]
ain’t no pen on the dot, and my wrist in a lock
i won’t spend all my money on some sh+t i don’t want
ain’t no sеnse in the thought, and my chest in a knot
i won’t stay whеre it’s sunny if i can’t leave the block
[build]
whole mob on a mission
if i got it, i’ma run it ’til i die
i might make my life a shonen
just to show them i’m alive
’til i die, ’til i die, ’til i die
’til i die, die, die
(you make me feel so)

[drop]
[?]

[build]
who? run it up
said enough, no
when did i f+ck it up?
i’m on the benches
lace the forces up for luck
luck, luck, luck, luck, luck
(wait a f+cking minute)

[drop]
run it up, run it up
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, run it up, run it up
[chorus]
ain’t no pen on the dot, and my wrist in a lock
i won’t spend all my money on some sh+t i don’t want
ain’t no sense in the thought, and my chest in a knot
i won’t stay where it’s sunny if i can’t leave the block

[post+chorus]
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, thanks so much
i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it

[outro]
([?])
can’t believe i thought i would want this (can’t believe i’d ever want this)
throw away everything i own (throw away, throw away)
runnin’ laps, end up right where i started (ooh)
burnin’ that wood bridge on the roof of my apartment (yeah)

- moore kismet lyrics

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