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[Verse 1]
Light deliver me
If I die, live as me
Hitting highs, think he see the lows in his abode
With high precision
He denying woe and oh, the sight define the most
How and why to cope? How am I to know?
“I dunno, he might've though
But why he write as so?”
Shyer shire flow, no road but he slip up
Dead the whip - let It flip up
Met the hiccups and couldn’t stomach shit
Funny tummy rubbing it
Something under skin, nothing over walls
Numbing up a bit, mustn't show at all
Grow and know the fall, so we only call
Knowing all he drooling out will now amount to
More than storage for the wall
Audible awe of all
Taught to crawl we had to stand
Mothеr at the hand in her grandness now
Hopе she hands it down, come in handy now
Said his mother at the hand in her grandness now
Hope she hands it down, come in handy now