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(Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss)

(Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe)

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

Think I got depressed 'fore they got cold

That surely worsened things, yet I go on

Think I got obsessed with what they've done (for real)

Sob behind my hands, that's self-control (yeah)

Know they've kept a mask, no carnival (yeah)

I've believed in them for way too long

They just played with fire like Scevola (for real)

They thought that was a game like Super Bowl

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

I been rappin' 'bout 'em hoes

Almost simpin'

That was awkward as fuck

Should stop pleasin' chicks

Vacillate and totter

Stagger but won't fall like pendants

Vacillate and wander

With no faith unlike the pilgrims

I believed in people, they deceived me, fuck

I can't fit in teams that stab each other's lungs

You act like you're real, tho you're not

Y'all turned your backs on me

Like you were Bell and Dutch

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

Accepted my own pain, it's been a loss

Anguish makes me faint, choke in my woe

I don't even pray to any Lord (yeah)

Feel like it's a waste, no one's gon' hark

(Oh, I can feel the woe)

(Oh, I can feel the woe)

(I can feel the woe)

(Will we follow the glow?)

(We been on the road)

(We miss our folk)

(Now we feel the ghosts)

(We got betrayed, so where's the aureole?)

(Where's our aureole?)

(Now we feel the ghosts)

(We're transparent as a ghost)

(Almost feel like ghosts)