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alright, i didn't really write this on a beat, but i had Ye's "Eyes Closed" on and i could make it fit pretty good so...
second, i wrote this in like five in the morning, so it probably is a bit weak. i'mma try write a second verse while i'm not half asleep. I'm out.
"it's scary, i can feel my heart getting colder,
the degrees are falling like the rain in the fall, and it's speed increasin as i'm getting older
the call me snobby, some even said diva,
it hurts, but i believe ya
it never was my intention,
but somehow my life lost my attention
i close my eyes, i make a wish,
doesn't matter cause i still can see that bitch,
that bitch called life, know who it is?
there's nothin wrong with her, i love her
i just want a better her, there's nothin wrong with that
i've tried to sell my soul, but the devil didn't want nothin to do with that
talk about gettin rejected,
and i just can't seem to be able to write anymore,
i guess somewhere down the road i forgot who i do it for
i never had much, but i've always had those, those, those words,
i swear it feels like i got my feet in two different worlds
i guess in the end all i really wanted was to get my voice heard,
get my message out, call me mr. postman,
but i don't know what happened, i guess i'm lost, man
i just want to find my way back home, damn"
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second, i wrote this in like five in the morning, so it probably is a bit weak. i'mma try write a second verse while i'm not half asleep. I'm out.
"it's scary, i can feel my heart getting colder,
the degrees are falling like the rain in the fall, and it's speed increasin as i'm getting older
the call me snobby, some even said diva,
it hurts, but i believe ya
it never was my intention,
but somehow my life lost my attention
i close my eyes, i make a wish,
doesn't matter cause i still can see that bitch,
that bitch called life, know who it is?
there's nothin wrong with her, i love her
i just want a better her, there's nothin wrong with that
i've tried to sell my soul, but the devil didn't want nothin to do with that
talk about gettin rejected,
and i just can't seem to be able to write anymore,
i guess somewhere down the road i forgot who i do it for
i never had much, but i've always had those, those, those words,
i swear it feels like i got my feet in two different worlds
i guess in the end all i really wanted was to get my voice heard,
get my message out, call me mr. postman,
but i don't know what happened, i guess i'm lost, man
i just want to find my way back home, damn"
feedback links:
http://www.lilwaynehq.com/forums/wri...n-comment.html
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