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what we were meant - airospace lyrics

[verse 1]
busy stomach steadily rumbling like an earthquake
catch my mind of guards for the pause of when the earth shakes
and i’ve just been the cause to the loss of your first plate
f-cked up – i was pretty hungry too
don’t give in to justify for why i do what i do
i just hope you understand, it’s survival
disciple
armor on my sleeves
i’m pretty open to where my heart sits
you a love to start with
and i’m a love yo mark sh-t
a calm to part with
an anger dissolved to the last broad i parked in
my child was lost then
this heart is a draw of a old barred apartment
falses as odd as the two times i lost it
cops pills to plot with the gut spills to faucet
ill feels exhausted, my pain’s will like carlton
i stay fresh like air as a pear scent in the office
we set flames to the toxic
same vagrant with molly
this thin girl with an -ss like a light snack and some coffee
the miss dipped it in toffee
this past b-tch that i lost was the last witch that had crossed me
my flows sicker than cosby
cross stick like lacrosse
i’m a sword split through your noggin

[sample: owarimonogatari]
(english translation)
araragi: hey, senjougahara
senjougahara: what is it? i -ssume the problems you had earlier are resolved if you’re calling me now
araragi: not really. sorry

[verse 2]
i should’ve died at eighteen but i’m alive and breaking
the cold fire inspired by new desire is blazing
still lonely and tired my mind desires a pacing
either faster than light or a slower glide to the mainstream
her eyes bright like a daydream
my cold fingers are shakings
you’ve been waiting outside is a bold lie for the safety
-like you hoes grind for the a team
shut down when you say things
drawn out like a line, i’m a graph charting your ratings
a real b-st-rd like a son without a father
that has a son without a father
writing songs about his father
loving p-ssy more than water
while he’s drinking like a p-ssy
from the bitter bowl of karma
as shes pregnant with his daughter
he would rather been a prop or
a detachment of a product
than to low pride and admit
that this sh-t was his fault
give in – do i – give up

- airospace lyrics

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