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Cave People - Wasting
03:26
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Shay - Nice From Afar
02:53
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i don't know
who you are
you seem nice
from afar
i love your songs
every word
we dance along
having fun
i can't see straight anymore
my head rolls on the floor
i don't know you anymore
can't get myself out the door
my new friends
are there for me
but trauma brings
me to my knees
we don't work
how i thought
that's a shame
moving on
i can't see straight anymore
my head rolls on the floor
i don't know you anymore
can't get myself out the door
out that door
i can't see clear anymore
i have you to thank that for
you don't own me anymore
you can find yourself the door
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Sam Yield - Crocodile
02:49
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Artisan P - One (remix)
02:06
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Whoa now, encore like bonus round
It's now or never so it's your chance to hold it down
It's only right that we made our way back
For another round of drinks and that ol' boom bap
We look out for we, no time for jealousy
'Cos bad attitudes spread out like 19
Once the competitive gene gets the best of me
I Jekyll up and 'Hyde' outta sight like it's a specialty
In the lab, studying these tracks
Stacking up the credits, add it up, you do math
I'm quite fluent in how I do this in fact
I'm-a keep talking shit and let it off with a splat
I made a couple tapes just to build up the resume
Made a couple friends some of which are still close to me
Shout out to everyone who's been supporting P
And stayed organic 'cos that's the way it's supposed to be
Y'all know we connect as one!
And y'all know we connect as one!
We welcome daps, handshakes, and even peace signs
If I win, you win, it's how it be like
With A-1s from day-one's how we ride
Bouncing to the beats that Proof supplies
Chillin' in the basement, there's Neil and Ty
Digging gold out the crates, blessings on our lives
Hear the hallelujah humming high from the choir
Let the vibe save you bring you closer to the light
I survive with a mental state DIY
Operating in a space where I reply to I
I got my own lane, why would I even try
Living a life a lie, a life that ain't mine
I move slow calculating every moment
I spit so much, yo I think my lungs swollen
First impressions are the most important
And I been holding on the same drink since we last spoke
Y'all know we connect as one!
And y'all know we connect as one!
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Late Bloomer - Stand In
03:19
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Is this just an aberration?
Will the situation self subside?
All we are is what we say and what we hear is lies.
I couldn’t stand to see you stay.
I couldn’t stand to see you leave.
I couldn’t stand to see myself stand up for anything.
I could’ve sworn we had it made.
It’s splitting at the seams
We aren’t willing to come clean
We’ve lost it all again.
No one’s come to rescue you.
All the days of discontent, I hope those were the words you meant.
Love is an escape that can never be acquired.
I couldn’t stand to see you stay.
I couldn’t stand to see you leave.
I couldn’t stand to see myself stand up for anything.
One day I hope we’ll have it made.
And I don’t want to die if there’s some way to survive.
I’ve lost it all again.
All in.
Deeper inside there’s always more to hide.
Whatever you do whatever you say
I won’t forget you’re still the same
Love is an escape
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Groupie - No Hands
04:37
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I set out to invade my dreams
My hands in front of my eyes
If I get lost I have this compass
Connects the earth and sky
But it doesn’t give weight
To this passing train
And all the stops along the way
Halt my comprehension of pain
Grinding halt
Screeching stop
I can take my time for a little
Got time to kill
Quick steps backward,
Clocks ticking, bringing forth the heartbeat
Of this time, this life that
Never slows down but never really seems to start up
Broken, severed elements of past identities
Jokes that fell flat
Guiding me home
Past a faceless clock with no hands
Grinding halt
Screeching stop
I can take my time for a little
Got time to kill
Following no hands
No hands of time
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Alright - Get Better
02:23
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I keep myself tired
It holds the bad feelings at bay
I close my eyes when I kiss you
I close my eyes
I run myself down
Another time around the block
Another climb up the big hill
I just want to feel the air in my lungs
(But I can't make it better
I can't make it better)
I wanna be somewhere else
I want to sleep on the opposite shore
I want a reason to move on
I want you a little closer to me
(But I can't make it better
I can't make it better)
I'm so in my own head
But I'm not thinking about you
And I can't make it better
I can't make it better if I can't stop making it worse
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