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More Than I Show
I carry self-contentment but scrawling plays?
Parry away the investment of bawling days
I share what's best, wrest off my fallen gaze
That pain is a unique spice
Lose a pound of flesh, closest to your heart
A one in a million slice
I'm thankful for every victory and bite.
I'm wealthy for every memory and strife
I'm deft and free with synergy and life!
Round and round to roll
To my own self accountable.
I flow what's felt for every ounce in my soul.
I stumble before I fly
But never crumble when I cry
Forever tasting humble pie
Ask me any fucking why.
I rumble away my own disguise
Run my dome spry
Tunnel and make your mom sigh!
Parry away the investment of bawling days
I share what's best, wrest off my fallen gaze
That pain is a unique spice
Lose a pound of flesh, closest to your heart
A one in a million slice
I'm thankful for every victory and bite.
I'm wealthy for every memory and strife
I'm deft and free with synergy and life!
Round and round to roll
To my own self accountable.
I flow what's felt for every ounce in my soul.
I stumble before I fly
But never crumble when I cry
Forever tasting humble pie
Ask me any fucking why.
I rumble away my own disguise
Run my dome spry
Tunnel and make your mom sigh!
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