I'm talking to my girl, I tell her we're going to fly away from here, that we're going to get out of here
I've lost loved ones, I can't give up
I've buried my demons to impress my friends
I'll come home late, my eyes seriously drunk
Night, night, why do I feel light
I've worked hard, it's not magic
It's normal that in 4 months I've made figures
I'm not into the blah-blah, I didn't have a dad
I see all these guys in slow motion
I have few qualms, I have everything you don't
I can knock them all out like Ozen
I'm talking to my souls, the network is unstable
I'm in this sport, I've passed a stage
I've buried the bodies, I just check the stats
Since I've admitted my faults, I just keep widening the gap
808 it's meta

I write lines, I wait for the return of dopamine
I have several colors, different products at the end of the mine
Creative forever, the flame of Charmander
I land where there's a lot of snow
I never lead another's life, I write stuff but you don't get the ref

808 nights, I still fill the blank pages
S.B, S.B
Manage all my placements
L.O.A.V
The cold is freezing
Faithful to mine, I talk to God then I talk to the stars
I came out of a dream, it was empty, it was dark
I'm sorry these days I'm rare
I've associated what made me feel good with what hurt me
As a result, I do nothing but brood
Here there's nothing illusory
I pose, I have sensations
Things that I don't find elsewhere
I've counted the warnings
Things that only I can see
Here I have only one love
They don't hear each other talking
3/4 of these guys only talk about D
A young first like KBnueve
I plan to break the scores as long as it affects me
I'm too lazy to romanticize, too lazy to reveal
Everything I have, I owe to the sky
I feel close to exile
Even when I think about money
I'm not even receptive
I've erased my dark circles
And compensated my skills
We're going to break the scene
I'm not going to break the sim
I spread my wings wide
I know my roots well
No need for a patron
I have a long arm like Dhalsim
The bandages are bleeding again
I can fill basins
I wait for the sun and the song of the wisteria
Passionate love has erased my cousin

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