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Everything is dark
Everybody’s here
All I gotta do is get the words right
When the microphone is near
Shoot off all my thoughts
Maybe make it rhyme
Try to be as honest with myself to them
Without committing the crime
I know that I can’t put it the way
That a better-read person could do
So I sacrifice my talent for the truth
So let it burn, let it fall
Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl
And let it circulate right through a vein
That’s never gonna rupture when I fall
Everybody screams
Then everybody stops
I just wanna have a little moment when the silence gets me off
Let me say my peace
Get out of your hair
All I wanted was to be the backrest
On your broken, hopeless chair
And I know that the living are lifeless
And if the doctors could euthanize half of the things
That make me become the person that I hate
So let it burn, let it fall
Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl
And let it circulate right through a vein
That’s never gonna rupture when I fall
Everything is dark
Everybody’s here
All I gotta do is get the words right
When the microphone is near
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- Track 13 on Sycamore Meadows
- 12 ATL
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