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taylor morgan - ​as above, so below lyrics

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[chorus: 2hollis]
what’s it mean?
what’s it, what+what was it
what, what what
stop, stop, stop, stop
i just wanna press all your thoughts inside a drug and k!ll myself
[?] sweater on my body, won’t bear it for long
incognito in this b+tch, no+one knows
dungeons filled with monsters, they like trees filled up with crows
as above so below, i can never f+cking fold
metal on my body, it’s cold
walk in that b+tch, let it go
stop
watch my life unfold
walk in and it’s gold, golds
open let it close, close
open let it close

[verse 1: 2hollis]
i know what i’m talking ’bout, you gotta trust this word from me
i play with the birds from within (i thought i knew what you meant)
take a breath, i can’t move, had to rest
(i guess i thought i moved from the friend)
just make a move like it’s chess

[chorus: 2hollis]
i just wanna press all your thoughts inside a drug and k!ll myself
[?] sweater on my body, won’t bear it for long
incognito in this b+tch, no+one knows
dungeons filled with monsters, they like trees filled up with crows
as above so below, i can never f+cking fold
metal on my body, it’s cold
walk in that b+tch, let it go
stop
watch my life unfold
walk in and it’s gold, golds
open let it close, close
open let it close
[verse 2: 2hollis]
it’s not that (it’s not that)
it’s not that (it’s not that)
it’s not that (it’s not that)
hold on, it’s not that (hold on, it’s not that)
hold on, i’m not dead (i’m not dead)
hold on, i’m not dead (hold on, i’m not dead)
go, h+lla racks (h+lla racks)
go in the trash (go in the trash)
f+ck my bag (f+ck my bag), stop it, f+ck the cash (f+ck the cash)
stop
ego lapse (ego lapse, hahaha)
running laps (running laps)
it’s all meaningless
stop, stop, stop, stop
stop (stop)
if i’m running, then you got what you wanted from me
i got armor on me cause i feel like i need something on me, yeah
all this sh+t gon’ f+ck with my ego, it’s blushing
and it’s messed up, every hand that try to push through what i’m clutching
twenty ls, watch me say that to your face, i’m running
and it’s money, it’s all paper and it’s paper, it’s just money
osx
osx, i can’t flex
stop (stop, haha)



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