crooked aid

Word to every talk I never had and break I never took
Sidestepped as the one who leap and never look
Hunt for heaven in a state of stuck and shook
Mirror twelve o'clock I hate this fuckin' book
It's always some excuse in every chapter
I get three deep nothing barely happens
Go from slow to arrogantly rapid
This righteous turtle turned into a rabbit
Cycles on repeat, escape on rerunning like the record
Breakin' breakin' habits
Help me, help me, hold up
No, not once again
Graveyarding my grit
Acting like my friend
Make me play your game, call this how to quit
Every now and then
I'm a pile of pieces learning how to bend
Big decisions none of which I can commend
Done patrolling opinions they all pretend

Call it how I feel when I can't see
Everything I hear making me antsy
Thought you was the aid
You was a detriment
In disguise
Another rookie sacrifice
You just trouble playing every paradise
Cost what careful is
I left mine for traps writing perilous
Three blind away
Call it how I feel when I can't see
You can't take the wheel making me antsy
Thought you was the aid
You was a detriment
In disguise
Another rookie sacrifice
You just trouble playing every paradise
Cost what careful is
I left mine for traps writing perilous
Three blind away



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