Pick.   inst by Contrary Beats

 
take it all from me,  
fake as fuck,  
what's wrong with me,  
   
Nah...  
   
Lay it on me,  
break and take me or watch me bust,  
before I am gone I hope to not be empty.  
   
I want some love and to build some trust,  
fleeting feelings tempt me,    
squeeze the semi n' turn to dust-  
   
but my feet fall gently,  
a fucking freak I got my reasons...  
   
best believe I am  healing,  
tell myself that I am strong,  
struggle but I am dealing-  
   
better plant these seeds,  
this is the season,  
subtle it may be,  
as I sleep,    
I dream..  
   
waiting to be hit,  
like what is this?  
   
what did I miss?  
Time it ticks,  
I slip for some-  
   
old.
fucking.
tricks.  
   
like take this dick,  
clutching sticks,  
   
now I run from all of it,  
real shit.
 
♫ instrumental by Contrary Beats ♫  
➥https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmnQKexgJGY
 
Image Stone City by Marc Simonetti  
➥http://art.marcsimonetti.com/
 
 
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