The World - SYBYR

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

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The world, the world, the world, the world, hah

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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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