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Cold Novembers
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"I pray to wake up one day to see its all make believe"
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Peak #130
Peak in subgenre #12
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Beat : Deception
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September 16, 2003
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MP3 3.1 MB, 128 kbps, 0:00
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as the dark falls, another creep has been lost turn the mind down till it seems that it`s off not a dream in the world, that could replace fate specialize in the spasm before the thoughts made I pray every moon, just to hear myself speak another day in the nude, just to make me feel bleak cause the sand turns to money if you think hard enough sharpen arrows from my arson before I start to love thats when the past melts the present and everthing there that`s why the rhymes of my time are kept within a snare that`s why I burn all the books that have taught me to be it`s why my family still grows though Ive lost some from the tree so I stencil, leaking my mental on wax grabbing rap right now before its meant to be had the heavenly act, appears perfect through a serpent words just, searching, scratching the surface when the day will collapse, my enemies fall asleep I dream upon a dream like the dreams that call me freak so when the me within me calls the me within you just dream upon a dream and I`ll be there soon a politk in disgise, you and I, scrutinize move in time, soon to find who`s behind the truest lie I can`t grip sanity, myself hates me I pray to wake up one day to see its all make believe tracing reasons, the seasons have gotten frigid quesion ain`t the real mindstate, so I live it race against the sun, hoping that it will win cause I can`t really smile when it beats me to sink so I sit in my room and write these broken letters I wish upon a moon and paint the cold novembers it`s the hardest when ya harness the horrors of your hardship cause it hardly justifies how hard your heart is I`m conscious, so it`s all about mind over matter living vs death, time equals me a rapper turn the chapter, it seems the book will end like the regrets and all those dreams I didnt make mine cold november brings, the forever wind holding the weather in so we could together sing but never grasp a day, where we could laugh away cause the past, present and future will have to be
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