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Eleven Lines
Numbers spinning in my mind and the feeling of wandering on the edge of psychosis. An expression of that toxic battle with myself, feeling psychotic as I count the beats. A bitter defiance hidden in the rhythm, counting to seven, hoping to finally be in heaven.
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THE VERSES
If I had a nickel for every time I think I do somethin' stupid
Then I'd have a sh*t ton of nickels
That sh*t was stupid
I run it back
Take it back
Hold it back
Take it back
Run it back
Run it back
Who was that?
I've been feelin' f*ckin' psychotic
Seein' you and them b*tches exotic
Wait
That's not the right lyric
Hold up
Sugar
Baby
You know that I'ma hit it
I've been in the right for a minute
Yeah
One eleven
Wish that's how I want it
Eleven
You know I wanna
One
I don't understand it
Tell me how could you commit it?
I be in the right
For a minute
I could tell you how I wanna
Eleven
Eleven
Eleven
Eleven
Eleven
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
I could be in heaven
I could be in heaven
I could be in heaven
Eleven
Eleven
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
I could be in heaven
I could be in heaven
I could be in heaven
ECHOES FROM THE VOID
Enter the Gate