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Philly's filling me up
and I'm giving a fuck
about the days to come.
Sitting down on my luck ,
deep down in a rut,
but I'm praying those days are done.
Feeling too often stuck, like a stick in the mud,
in the oceans of cold.
Lately been wondering why, always delaying goodbyes,
but I'll weigh in when phased to stun.

I want what I need and I need some relief,
and if you could just see,
I'd get what I need.
I've got lots to work out, to shatter my doubts,
dehydrate those clouds always hanging over me.

I know you believe in some of the things that I can achieve,
but all I care about right now is building something for me.

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