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whotfisricky
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Ricky Campos
Ricky Campos
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Where am I? Blinded by the light Is there someone that... understands me? Why am I alone? Too beautiful Not to share And I ask myself Am I alive? Or am I, Already dead. Street lights These nights Nothing nice Is what I'm Thinking to myself as I Proceed to write Buncha cold stories Blood spilled over cold 40s Mommas crying Cop sirens But its, one less worry to the Higher man See they Threw us in frying pans Supply n' Demand The recipe to keep us under command See they, don't understand Wait, they do And thats why they still standing here Cause they need me and you, And thats the truth You better believe it dont be Blind to the facts See me I'm taking the scenic Lotta' scene been deleted N' higher then deeper meaning So god give me a reason To keep from pointing and squeezing Feel like I might Take my life Just tryna kill off the demon inside Kicking n' screaming till' I give what they need to survive I'm honestly exhausted feel I don't have a reason to try Eager to leap from the sky And plummet to the Free of the lies Gimme a sign cause I'm crying and bleeding inside Life is depleting my pride Feel you need me to survive So I'm alive like Fuck it the final attempt Spreading all my knowledge I know that I can with this shit Writing my life with this pen I clutch it inside of my first Why you still asking questions when all the answers are there Dance on the snare Romance without care Was a fancy affair You thought you weren't gettin sum But the chances were fair Standing here scared While the love of your life got they hands in the air Too self-conscious with yo' plans all prepared Left with someone else and now yo' Mans needs repairs You just can't Show some mist in the valley To fix the finale. One bite, And all your dreams come true. Oh, I feel strange What do you want me to play On your way To heaven Look around Can you see it The gates of heaven Right over your head Go to it Run. The faster you get there The safer you'll be Don't stop. Don't look back. Run.
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