key I did for RB collab "Behind Smiling faces"
i see her sittin' there, hands busy gripping hair.. dripping tears, as she gets busy with equipping spares.. i whisper prayers, ask God to welcome me with open fists.. and i hope the shit, gives my mother the strength to cope with this.. alcohol and coke was mixed...relationship, i never wanted that.. all of a sudden she's racing for my life, untill she got a flat.. i want it back, now that i see her pain outweighs my fear of death.. for years the best, memories i had came from beers and sex.. but my sphere was blessed, i was just too angry to accept it.. felt neglected..now I'm layin in the back, dyin and neck stiff.. cardiac arrest...shit...she gives up and comforts me in the back seat.. i blast demons untill i greet streets where our tension and slack meet then our pasts meet, they shake hands and say let's put our problems behind us.. my minds stuck, but i muster up a smile just to remind love where to find us.. |
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