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robin's ghost - echolalia lyrics

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[hook]
you were doing good for a bit
now you gotta f+ck it up one more time
every day you sit, nice clock on the wall
throwing daggers with your lens throwing fits till it’s bout nine
how a kid gonna live like this
let you suffer for a minute just to catch dimes
now this sh+t’s full circle
there’s no point in running laps when i lack spine
that’s right, that’s right

[verse 1]
all my revolutions similar
circle round the years locked on planet like a prisoner
nothing particular can help me out from here, nah
chilling hopeless in the low end thru the years , yea
thru the motions forge a pattern for a ladder to a better place
the landing pad is always moving never stops on second base
nothing pauses for a second
need a little bit of time, just to count all my breaths

[bridge]
i am a god in my own mind
caring for a world in the heart of a gold mine
reap the benefits of plagues try to hold vines
growing for a second, then it stops just to scold my+
+self
degrading for my health
decay’s the only constant in the loop, a bitter h+ll
the clock, it get’s louder every bit the ticks swell
f+ck
this is infinity and more for me
the void is f+cking massive, time to pray and h++rd a rosary
looking for a book or notes a little for a wooden quote
a little just some hope for me
f+ck

[verse 2]
i won’t take no for an answer
push me off the ledge, b+tch you better hold my hand first
tick+tocks go but i won’t let control me
sh+t’s nothing but lie just a console me
i’ll find my role in this land
i’m not another arm to move in 60 bits of sand
it’s a mess
i’ll make it out of this town
i promise kid
i’ve got no f+cking clue how, f+ck

[hook]
you were doing good for a bit
now you gotta f+ck it up one more time
every day you sit, nice clock on the wall
throwing daggers with your lens throwing fits till it’s bout nine
how a kid gonna live like this
let you suffer for a minute just to catch dimes
now this sh+t’s full circle
there’s no point in running laps when i lack spine
that’s right, that’s right



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