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blue (prod. lim0)
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we bruise legs and use extra feet running back, lose with unprecedented efforts
against walls my back looks ugly, ever so
bald, latched under everything above me
loose hairs and new measures, still too stressed to do better
the way i rap, i invent new letters
like a whole new alphabet, that’d suit better
looking uncomfortable, everest high caught from the comfort blown, loudspeaker, unknowns earnt,
but my balance looks like an unarmed earth
uttering “labour burns”, eat the unanswered, late to birth, backwards, god retorts” “you want your reward, better come home first”
it’s just a game, they play for dirt, bones,
leaving, uber everywhere but it was made from home,
beatings leave unique evidence
of the brave and bold, mr laid the law, umpiring through ulcers, evade the echoes
hope you paid for yours, smoke straight asbestos
the smell stained my hair but zac shaved it off like
loose hairs and new measures, still too stressed to do better
barks levied by the uvula, ebbs back to the truth of us
i miss when it was two of us, wear big t-shirts to keep the nooses tucked
everybody but us is truly fucked, i mean stupid fucked
nobody as blue as us
the hairs aren’t loose enough, the words aren’t true enough
one ink curve could move a bus,
but lost lots so my usage up, earplugs touching my eardrums, i’m super deaf
accruing debt, my bank account is stupid red so i’m blue as fuck and blue as heck
blue like a screen for computer death,
blue like the heart that they used to send,
stove flame hot, neptune running through my pen
we broke the bud up before the bread was buttered
soaked the sun up just to forget the summer
fold for the comfort of brothers i never trusted
lovers i never loved with, once loved but i haven’t loved since,
talking like i know what love is
hands i hold my mum with the same fucking things i broke the bud with
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my trident might impale you if i try to write a tale or two,
one time for the high and the unavailable
i got a little bit, like a whole pail-full
but watch how quickly fourteen grams is shaved to two
too close a call to call it déjà vu
muchos applause when they evade the room
cried a whole ocean, let the wail through
i could’ve saved the whole world, it’s just a shame my hands are nail-proof
fuck you and anybody that you’d say it to
my home is still inflatable, my quotes can still all trace to who??
i was never really living, i was making do
my home was once in ava’s room,
to say the truth now seeing zac and missing sophie are the only things i really enjoy
god asked eye to eye if i was feeling rejoiced
i shook my head side to side like i was sealing a joint
i was never trying to lie, more like concealing the point
in the belly of the whale until i’m really a boy
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rope tried to get me by my neck, that shit was too intact
but you should've seen him after news of dad, dude was shattered, blue and battered
knew the tactics, couldn't use the math
so he blew the plans to boost the stats off of computer ads
loop the past, rewrite the script but reuse the cast
years going lightning quick, i mean like super fast
a piece of kryptonite glowing in this bowl of super grass
i did my tax return but i wasn't used to cash, so i blew it pretty quick i mean like super fast
that superman saving shit is too advanced
i used to ask like - "when's it gonna happen to me?"
then it went ahead and happened to pete, i was sat in my seat
sentimental agony i seem to dash to repeat
i couldn't actually sleep or even stand, it seemed like saturn sat at my feet
keeping hands together praying for the man just to breathe
meanwhile somewhere in the back of my head, i was sadly relieved
i was sober because i had to believe, now i'm smoking because it happened to me
back when lying felt like the right thing to do,
when i couldn't get a limb to move, still chucking stones trying to split a sin in two like a heart
punches thrown, i was sitting in his shoes ducking darts
adjust the tone, peter playing soccer, that's the bucket passed
never really struck it like a plucked guitar,
i was busy playing tough and smart, showed a couple cards
(i wasn't joking so we kept it to a subtle laugh)
throat stinging, i'm up where i left the fucking bar
what a difference distance makes, just the other day i was entwined with an angel, big grinning faces -
now it's big inhales, shit i print my ailments
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