What a world we live in

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Breathe in, hold it in, don't think about anything, but then I'm slipping
If I'm right, then I don't need to say it twice, thrice
but everybody love white lies or just lies in general, man!
It's so typical to be cynical, lyrical than
Keyboard warriors on the battle field of forums shooting comments like
a shotgun as if empathy was never in their home, son!
What a life to live, all those wasted rhymes your parents spit
on your face, Najis!
 
like every headline, I read on my news feed
you know that story, pesawat lost in arbitrary
hidup atau mati, It's been years and we still can't find it
but we can fund a man, to go space, yo!
just to say we did it, man! we did it!
Our country did it! man Gokil banget nggak sih?
Well, that's out of this world, literally out of this world,
Now give me back my money, bitch
 
A peeping tom, to jerry's life, makes me feel like, it's alright not be fine,
sometimes, sometimes
I'm fine with hope, cause that's my dope, of pops and pills
that's how I cope with screaming voices in my head, stop!
I need some air
 
HOOK
what what what what 2x what a world we live in now
this is not a world I want my kids to see
what what what what 2x what a world we live in now
 
Neglecting closure for the families of the dead, man,
chugule? credibility at it's best, uh!
we think we're so special,
Ani, ani, we just want to feel self-righteous
and blow roads that was built from stone,
pop-ads in between tabs, hashtags in between fads,
when was the last time I remembered your birthday
without a beep on my cell,
well, who cares? HBD GBU. Can't even spell. oh well
 
Biane, for the rhymes, that i spit on your behind
Kitareyo, that's frankie fingers dancing rhymes yo
24/7, Typing in disdain, nan gwenchana?
to hurt people you don't know anyway
But hey! that's you!
That's how you want to live,
I can't give a rats ass if
You are overweight in,security makes you feel, so tiny, that you have to
blindly, be unkindly, so? I feel sorry, for you
 
HOOK
what what what what 2x a world we live in now
this is not a world I want my kids to see
what what what what what a world we live in now
 
So, it has come to this, BCR, buttcrackrash, R A to the SHID
Don't rush it, or I might just hit your crack with my fist up your ass
i don't rap so fast, I just spit words out like a spritual mass
that I go weekly, and pray,
Telling myself that it's, ok
to be afraid, to shout and lay, on my bed all day,
I needed time to say that I am ok,let me ask you this, are you ok?
 
At 13, things can't be unseen, believe me
Letting go of the things, try be me
I cant control, be stil be,
be bold, slit wrist theory,
Anxiety, be told, It's worrisome to grow old
can't remain to be in control
recognizing that my mind is bought, by natural selection
I snooze, I lose, all I can think of is that noose
I'm afraid to lose
in all the perfection, I forgot to prove
The voices in my head now makes sense, convinced
I repent to myself, and went all over my head, to find it dead
Thinking of heaven or hell
things haven't gone so well
Actually, I don't care! I can't tell
Vivid dreaming of reality
I wake up in my sleep sleep in my awoken dream
I wake up and sleep I wake up and sleep
I'm just glad I'm not dead

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