I believe in a fallen sky
I believe in hungry fires
Everyday, watch me burn
I believe in another round
Before I head to the underground
Shame, wait your turn
Oh my days all they're for
Getting lost and found
And my nights, every night
For creeping around
I believe in a sweet embrace
And the punches in my face
My fate, a hungry ghost
I only breathe in burden'd air
And get wasted before my prayers
I keep my restless pose
Oh my days all they're for
Getting lost and found
And my nights, every night
For creeping around
The pillows keep on chewing on my head
Forcing me to get up and dance with myself
My flesh is weak wherever I go
Still got a lot to learn from the crow
Oh my days all they're for
Getting lost and found
And my nights, every night
For creeping around
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