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13.04.2018, 17:34 | #1 |
The Tailor
Feel free
to come to me I guarantee That your suit'll be tailor fitted cuz I am quite witted. Where I work come all the bitches to get their stitches to brag among the snitches pretending like they had some riches. As you can see I'm customising it to the full extend of me (mii). Sacraficing every single drop of time to find another rhyme sitting in front of my empty paper till sunshine I am hating myself to the core because my rhymes are too bloody raw. I just wanna flee from me but I can't afford the fee and yet my heart still wishes to be free. And every night they are coming the tears from all these absurd fears. Again again I'm sittin on my bed breaking my head Unable to come up with anything I even tried using bing but can't find a solution for the pollution in my brain I am starting to turn clinically insane. I wish someone would be here for me now but all there is is that bloody crow and I can't find another rhyme in time I just wanna press pause feelin' like a lost cause with no remorse there is no humanity in me left I even commited lyrical theft And that is not the only crime I also wasted your time Again and again my day ends in tears because of all these absurd fears I just can't stand myself anymore I'm feelin' rotten to the core like my teeth. It's time for me to leave. It's like a curse. Only way out is to end the verse. |
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