Flaws

[Hook: JT Fritz]
Mad love for all my dogs
Open up, I rep my flaws
You tryna stop me, I just dodge
Build up that hype, can't take a loss
Now we bounce

[Verse 1: JT Fritz]
I just cut off all those fakes
Crave those vibes by the ounce
Make a song and tear it down, they goin' ham when we announce
I've been fighting my anxiety but feel like I'ma drown
So I sit here in the silence, ain't no one can hear me now!

Been on hiatus, I'm back again
Kill all my thoughts with a pad and pen
And I just don't know what's been happening
Lately I'm going through changes
The new me is dangerous (yeah), my mind has been racing (yeah)
But all I've been doing is burying my soul inside of the pavement (ah)

I think that it's time that I get real (yeah)
Maybe I'm just scared of how I feel (I'm scared)
There's days where I can barely eat a meal (Nah)
Lately I ain't taking time to heal, no

But I bounce, take that pain in by the ounce
Used to be that anti social, awkward kid, look at me now
I just kick it with the homies, man, they keep me on the ground
And we step in looking fly 'cause we're the new kids in the town, yeah

(we the new kids in the town yeah)
(we the new kids in the town yeah)

[Hook: JT Fritz & Lurk]
Mad love for all my dogs, yeah
Open up, I rep my flaws, yeah
You tryna stop me, I just dodge, yeah
Build up that hype, can't take a loss, nah

[Verse 2: Lurk]
Traumatical time
Wondering what you'll find in my subliminal mind
Murder behind
Killing these losers, beggers are choosers, my life is divine
Time to think out a line
Now I'm breaking your spine
Time to get on my commin, these bitches know nothin'
My demons I summon, they noses be runnin'
I'm going and going, and I got it coming
You pussies ain't nothing, too long I ain't living
Out of my shell and I just had a vision
Getting too close it causes collision

Now I bounce
Go through pain and take an ounce
Used to be scared to express myself to the people I'm around, yeah

In my eyes I'm my enemy
Love is a waste of energy
I am not a human but an entity
I'm psychotic, feel no empathy, yeah

(yeah)
(Lurk)

Rat pack, click clack, get back
Enough aggression to hold a stampede back
Off track, where's that last one at
Off the matt at that laundry matt
My bad, too sad, I'm glad, time we had
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