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lyrics
you won’t find the line until you peel away the painter tape
my patronus is a river not a snake, but I wrote this verse in Parseltongue
and translated to English
I think that I’ve been wishing for the wrong thing
so bring this empty feeling
when you let me out to howl at the moon
because I’ve earned a set of wings
but learned that I’m too terrestrial to spread them
this head game is a wretched one
I hope that Santa brings me happiness for Christmas
I can’t stand winter haunted by a withered wish list
And if nervousness was a person I’d hunt him down and kiss him on the lips
just to see if that would freak him out and maybe he'd stop shitting on me
I’m sitting here just pissing in the wind, too fondly
but you’re listening
so if you feel the rhythm
step within the circle with me
and shirk the fact that I’ve been wearing the same shirt for a week now
and haven’t worn deodorant for months
like: sanity for lunch
toasted ego off the Bunsen burner
paint the landscape like I’m Joseph Mallord William Turner
the illest learner in the void of illustrator turned apathetic rapper
only dressing dapper for graduations and funerals
I think we can’t achieve the full potential of existence until after
we decide that distance isn’t relevant
is that too preachy? fine.
I’m cheifing keen weed in the seat of a Lamborghini
with a beautiful girl
I treat indecently like she’s beneath me
see what I did there? all gold chains?
super hot fire? straight to your brain?
your favorite rapper’s probably very uninspired
but living in the limelight
with no meaningful aim