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I believe in a fallen sky
I believe in hungry fires
everyday, watch me burn

I believe in another round
before I head to the underground
shame, wait your turn

oh my days all they’re for
getting lost and found
and my nights, every night
for creeping around

I believe in a sweet embrace
and the punches in my face
my fate, a hungry ghost

I only breathe in burden’d air
and get wasted before my prayers
I keep my restless pose

oh my days…

the pillows keep on chewing on my head
forcing me to get up and dance with myself

my flesh is weak wherever I go
still got a lot to learn from the crow

oh my days…

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