All the symbols lost their sentiment
You bare my heart, With ya hands,
Search from the sky to sands,
Scrape what’s left from the bones of my plans.
Running running out of time, but I swear that times
No object, for me and you,
For me and you
Running out of time, but I swear that times no object
For me and you
For me and you
Playing with a flame
No rocks, no smoke, just sage
I'mma Take it to the face
I'mma Take it to the brain
Gucci belt for the mane
Lion’s roar no mane
I just dialled up the pain
I just turned up the rave
And I made this beat, and I called up skigh
Gunna get this made, gunna go all night
Cascade like rain, gunna burn my eyes
Coming out the deep, come into my life
Maintain the faith, go toward the light
Claim my place, go toward the light
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