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Troubled World Feat. Son Lux
[Intro] These are my father's children Each one outshines the sun
[Verse 1] It's still raining in Manhattan Kinda funny, I'm the only person laughing You think I'm saying shit to only get reactions But these somersaulting words can't find their footing or their traction I think this waters been poisoned Choose your colors, paint your flag and never hoist it I can't recall the purposes of our voices Rose petal/pedal to the meddling of solitary noises Seventeen and still breathing Vile bile; suck the venom out and tweet it A flesh wound can be treated But everybody stay seated, uh Fuck real life just keep it distant No fucks to give when everything is instant Lately I've been reminiscent You can't play it back regress into an infant
[Pre] If it's trouble that you want It's trouble that you get Give it a go Give it a go Do it alone, yeah Done with the troubled world
[Hook: Son Lux & Boots] Done with the troubled world I'm done with the troubled world
[Verse 2] My heart of love; no space Full up; no chase Pulled up; close race Pale cheeks; ghost face Dead Presidents; nation in abode bag Full coverage but get your own toe tag
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