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wet concrete - plainspoke lyrics

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[hook]

wet concrete, dipping my toes in

cold feet, keeping minds open

hold me, when i’m in my emotions

your seas, keeping my coasts in

[verse]

i’m in between emotive recipes, my face completes a gist

it’s an adage of complexities, but what do i mean by this?

i’m making ends meet in measuring, the entropy conflicts

when you’ve turned on a light by getting off on how it cl!cks

and i’ve turned out a life, alright, it’s subtle in it’s shifts

not a sermon in sight, a night, for cutting out your sh*t

not a nerve cutting ice tonight, i’ve gotta turn this ship
got a thermos of life lived by what lights ‘em up within

it’s just a soup of soul alignmеnt, heard it’s made up on the whims

a lot of suits of livеs colliding—learned to hide in—who i’ve been

i don’t mind the move i’m eyeing, i’ve devised what holds us in

it’s only soap in opened eyelids, hoping i lived mine in silences

aside from this, my sides are primed for hiding higher likenesses

i wonder why excitement lies in lives i hoped that i had lived

and died—i’m diving deep inside, the skies are higher risk

knowing i’m alive, reminded by endearing sleights of wrist

[hook]

wet concrete, dipping my toes in

cold feet, keeping minds open

hold me, when i’m in my emotions
your seas, keeping my coasts in

[verse]

you’ve let ‘em in to label all your made*up boxes

stacked and copied, it’s the opposite of copping

ghosts stop on the threshold of options

slowed down so we hold what we brought in

heavy weights make us stay where we walked west

don’t look away when the stage is set at stop, lest

another day you live a play convinced the plot’s blessed

a face, who forgot it’s name, and labeling’s the labor—left

or labor less, and left it how we’ve savored each our minutes vested

sketching out a safety net, a nest of eggs that’s laid in edges

finding pleasure in the depths of what we hold as sacred steps in
less that you’re a problem, has enabled more complete perspectives

finally clean that mirror, appearing here in your conceived convection

hope that what i hear, it isn’t fear but feeding deep connections

a convalescence, that’s better once you peer in

growing up in essence, a little more than where your mirror’s been

[hook]

wet concrete, dipping my toes in

cold feet, keeping minds open

hold me, when i’m in my emotions

your seas, i’m keeping my coasts in

- plainspoke lyrics

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