The World

From a new world to abort
I ain’t never heard before for now
Remember all the faces of the fuckers who were fuckin' with my life on constant
Stepping outside like this a new place, but the joke’s on me
Fuck it, I’ll die to the death
While maneuvering the stopping world, ayy
The world, the world, the world, the world
The world, the world, the world
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The world, the world, the world
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The world, the world, the world
The world, the world, the world, the world, hah
The world, the world, the world
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Then God put down the surface of the Earth, it’s now emerged
My leaky head turned turbulent
While tummy-turning turkey
The walls are full of scratches
And the dents are from my tempers
My life feel like a hole and that shit is never good
You don’t want to upset me
Not a little blurt but words
Nowadays my demons are the people I converge
I find a fucking knife right by myself and slam the dirt
At least I do not skin myself to death when I feel urged, agh (Sheesh, sheesh,
sheesh)
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The world, the world, the world, the world, hah
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