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Lonely Loner

Funny I'm a loner yet hate being alone, maybe I'm terrified of developing a bond just for in a brief second it to be gone as my whole life i've been alone.
The one time i got attached and made her heart my home... she'd depart and it felt as if i lost everything i'd ever known the night she decided to roam...
More scared of that than the tower with the highest height,
scared to be outgrown as my heart shed just devour or turn to stone,
in turn to new relations i cower and say in short "I love to be alone"
I enjoy solitude dont get me wrong but sometimes being alone is a bit excessive and for human relations i long;

but nothing worse than the frustration of not relating to them, probably where the desire for solitude stems
You ever felt alone whilst being surrounded by friends?
Thats far more lonely so i tend to cancel plans
never been outgoing 
could you see through my tinted lens?
maybe if you squinted and if not then just pretend
I attempt to paint this image in hopes you'd see from where i descend and why crowded rooms i leave as my time i'd rather not lend.
They view it as if i think they're infested with some sort of disease and my immune system i defend
If thinking that'll put you at ease but reality is i dont mesh or blend and if i do then when you leave the more i grieve and to my heart you wont tend...
as a result back to being alone with an aching chest id (L)only have to mend.



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RockStar Girl

Rockstar girl I hardly remember, like Green Day I tried to wake you up after September, come to find out you're deceased put my skill in a blender.
We shared some of the highest peaks, I brought the xanz you brought the coke, no holding hands just drugs that we'd smoke.
You'd tell me I'm your dream man like you Ally and I'm Juice...
baby I'm the "XanMan" dont get  confused.
me and the grim reaper must have a truce, how did you die when my neck was the one in the noose? 
I guess it makes sense with all the drugs we'd abuse. God seems to take the good ones I swear bro pick and choose...
like the ones with the best hearts always the first to lose
Rockstar girl I hardly remember I tried to wake you up at the end of September but the pills take they ain't no lender, guess them pills fake, now you gone forever...

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Siren

Captivated by her lustful eyes as if her beauty lets off the song of a siren, little did I know what came next would be my demise, had I known i'd of gone into hidin.
she gobbled my heart like it was bite-size, in other words without even tryin,
should've known I'd pay a price for the prize, ended my world back in 2012 with the mayans.
Lied with every word similar to a car enterprise, I held her down but when it came to me gravity was defyin. 
Oh how quickly it occurred she's a deadly device, for me to go another round my hearts shutters she'd have to be pryin 
like a cauldron the witch constantly stirred, she's fairly precise and her love potion might result in you dyin...

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Sleep When Im Awake

Sometimes the dreams are better than being awake, yet even when im sleep, from you I never get a break.
At least in my dreams I could believe it's true knowing damn well this isn't you and whats before my eyes is fake.
yet every details precise as my mind our futures gliding through and when I wake its like someone hit the brakes...
She leaves not talking rake, just to realize I was only being teased and whats next is a sharp pain in my chest as if that of a stake.
She seems to know me best I profess but that parts the most detrimental mistake.
 in turn I like every other woman less as my mind you caress, to you id hand it over but she left so now with her its my mind that she takes.
The only thing I cling to are treble clefs and probably will till my dying breathe, sometimes dreams are better than being awake...

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Torn Apart World

Feel like im 1 of 1 in this torn apart world, if i turn cold thats undone
seen with my past mistakes
nothing new under the sun, someone else has sat in this place
a world where we keep a loaded gun and a mask to cover our face
from pain we easily run i guess were scared of the mace
Showin love will get you hung, what a shame or disgrace
look what the devil has brung now were corrupted by toxic waste
speak evil in fears of them cutting your tongue, caught up like a rat in this race 
And the flash of reel will have you stunned so in turn we walk away (real,reel)
Our thoughts we keep concealed, worried how the other portray
Like a rat running on a wheel till our bodies decay
My skin ill allow you to peel even if you poison my bod-ay
Im looking for something real like "whats outside of this cage"
Im bitin at the steel maybe one day we'll all escape...
You take a break ill keep biting till my body you cant resuscitate, I'll keep fighting till me and death got a lovely dinner date.

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Game of life

The game of life is fkd we supposed to value money so people get it by any means
then its from the cops we runnin and people doing life for sellin green to the ones who tryna escape by gettin high, they known as fiends...

an now they both behind that barbed wye and cut like seams
and in that cell its people who got more hooks than Kareem
but only thing they lookin forward to is money on they books and if you dont got a fam then even in jail you scheme
when you get out you need a money plan so its right back to sellin beans...
3 strikes its life you land all cause you were tryna build support for your fam like a crib with the beams

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Heart Palpitations

So sick of this world and generation
they tryna take ahold of my heart confiscation
the taste is bitter or tart
when it turns to ashes
cremation

I still got attachments i'm full of frustration
love seems to be my passion
eternally waitin
cant find as if its out of fashion, yet i still got patience
bout to have me ration and give up on this nation
everytime its me they blastin
stuck with these heart palpitations
i ain't see, she wore the mask in
My body desecratin
feel like a jew and she a nazi
way my life she began takin
my love grew thats when she popped me
took a bite, her heart was laced in
some ain't taste right and not long after steady hallucinatin

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West Coast Walking

All alone is all i've ever been
miss when houses felt like a home
now more-so abandoned
as i walk around these ghost, derealization
now im on the west coast
starin at the ocean
reminds me of these flows
Melodies surfin
my skull got deep holes
here but driftin
mold the words no play-doh
in rhymes sinkin
realest never make the studio
like waves they driftin
built it up no lego
then the blocks crashin
catch em then let go
like a fishing passion
anytime i hold em too close
they begin dyin
then the water they stay afloat
and began rottin
or anytime i try to show
they're eaten by a moccasin 
so i catch em then let em go
along this beach im walkin

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Cemetery

Get too close and i tend to push away
Come real close and ill be prayin that you stay 
ion fk with these hos
from them i breakaway
my phone look like a funeral
all these dead bod-ays
contact name the tombstone
revisit text like a grave
walk thru the cemetery alone
wish some of them stayed
where they are is unknown
some of them betrayed
while i was on mars no bruno
drift away with space
Me,Myself and uno
you wasn't the one for may
switch and change like seasons go
like the moon just a phase
romance filled with chemicals
in my heart you were laced
at a point intangible
now its toxic waste
view em all as expendable
few i loved their taste
some like a cannibal
its you that i crave...