Cannot stay here I can’t sleep, on the floor.
Drink the blood and hang the palms, On the door.
Do not think I’m going places anymore,
Wanna see the sun come above New York.
Oh, everyday I start so great,
Then the sunlight dims.
Less I’ve learned,
The more I see the pythons and the limbs.
Do not know what’s wrong with me,
Sours in the cup.
When I walk into a room,
I do not light it up.
Fuck.
So I stay down,
With my demons
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