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troyleft – last hurrah lyrics

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how about a last hurrah with it?
chase it one more time. gotta get it
facing it. eye to eye. mono a mono and
i know that tomorrow won’t forget the plot that i’d finished
gotta stop my sentence in the tracks
like if i never get it…
back in the day i found solace in that
didn’t have to pick a road, didn’t tip caps
beauty in the lack of an ode that didn’t collapse
looking over after the road that was ridden fast
i pitch in for the gas, talisman christening the dash
turning callous when i’m listening to mac
kintsuji with the cracks, all night, glue me right back
gloomy me ducking the new me, fight back
rumi speak running through me, keep consuming high fact
they never knew me like that
truly writing half of what doubled the output
went and did what the clout couldn’t
just sit in the clouds bumming it, wondering how come
it had come to the outcome that had plummeted morale
if i wasn’t quarantined i’d be running to dekalb (to be frank with you)
then i’d run over to al’s
reminisce on tribulations and all the trials
stuck, can’t spell janesville without the “vile”
couldn’t rep it or throw it up, without the bile
got too obsessive living in the profound
shallow water looking most welcome for a while
don’t freeze me, already froze for a sound
etching it permanent, stuck with a cold smile
if no one sees me at least i left a profile
if no one spins this thats a clear conscious with no witness
take it down, put it in the files
then get right back, don’t touch that dial
how about a last hurrah with it
whip it up from nothing, “wallah,” like allah did it
moth in a pursuit of another light, following it
tongue bite, biting the bullet, i’ve been hollow tipping
don’t know how to land on what’s concrete
survival of the fittest like mobb deep
revival in the physics of it all
breaking out of the limits to try to rob scenes
beauty in the lack of an ode that didn’t attract
puffed up chest fell flat, swimming in a vat
close the cask and that’s that
no more curtain calls; that’s a wrap



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