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FUCKIN' CRAAZZYY ASS LYRICS:
when you love someone
you gotta trust them
there’s no other way
you gotta give them the key to everything that’s yours
otherwise, what’s the point?
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she was the, she was the one who took the corner of my vision
im switching the pace i walk at
following my thoughts back
to a certain point in time when i let you have my two hands
on the front steps talking about you to my crew
and, and you had a voice that brought me to a place of comfort
the type that had me trust her and never let me suffer
the whisper that would put me in the position to love her
when i touched her, i felt the innocence behind her cuss words
she, she was the fantasy deriven from reality
she, she was the female in pictures of my gallery
dazzled me, pin against my skin for another century
she's the type that traveled and never fails to mention me
you, you were the one that never understood my messages
she, and she's was the one who told me herself she never read it
if i could show you then you would always leave it
if i told you a secret you probably wont believe it
let me step inside your kneecaps to study your weakness
step into your weakness and turn it to a strength
let me be your sundial casting shadows of infinity
to show that you and i can go the length
you were the, you were the first one to give the sun a curfew
telling me that it's beautiful when the sky is half purple
you, you place both feet deep into the circle
saying i would never hurt you
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i had the, i had the fingertips that rubbed across her eyes
in times of anxiety i try to be your moonlight
hoping to get you open
and honest, i promise to build you an escalade
just to take you to new heights
who, who was the one that kiss the way your insecurities
you, you were the optimist
always reassuring me that no obscurities
could hold us or make us step back
she reached a spot inside of me that no one else has
the, the day became another victim of time
and you would and you would still be on the tip of my mind
im itching to find a shorter path that leads me to your window
im itching to find a short film that covers what you've been through
you, you were the one that spoke to me in spanish sentiments
i, i gave my word and said that i will be your medicine
never been the type that have you stressing
i could do the math and give you my undivided attention
and she told me in an email that she’s discovered another lover
leaving out the details of what happen underneath the covers
but i wonder if you knew the definition of togetherness
then how could you look for it on someone elses lips
so I, so i sit in my room caught in retrospection
i thought of all her sentences
i'm trying to stop the tension
i was, i was the one that could help you see light
what cha know about being r i g h t
you’re l e f t handed.
life's a prison... when you're ugly, bitch.
