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• Beggin for a Thread

[Verse 1:]
So I got edges that scratch,
& sometimes I don't got a filter, but
I'm so tired of eating all of my misspoken words.
I know my disposition gets confusing,
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state.
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah!
Why?

[Chorus:]
Stooped down & out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head.
Stupidly think you had it under control.
Strapped down to something that you don't understand,
Don't know what u were getting yourself into,
You should have known, secretly, I think you knew.

[Verse 2:]
I got some dirt on my shoes,
My words can come out as a pistol,
And I'm no good at aiming, but I can aim it at you.
I know my actions, they may get confusing,
But my unstable ways is my solution to even space,
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah!

[Chorus:]
Stooped down & out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head.
Stupidly think you had it under control.
Strapped down to something that you don't understand,
Don't know what u were getting yourself into,
You should have known, secretly, I think you knew.

[Bridge – ×4:]
Hold it out!
Try to hide it out,
But my tracks are better.

[Chorus:]
Stooped down & out, you got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head.
Stupidly think you had it under control.
Strapped down to something that you don't understand,
Don't know what u were getting yourself into,
You should have known, secretly, I think you knew.


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