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the early november – that’s not your real name

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that’s not your real name

slow down, fade out.
it’s almost a pattern for me.
laid down mistakes out.
they’re all just like motions to me.

and yeah, i could be wrong.

wake up. you’re faking.
i know that you’re lying awake.
break off, shake down.
i’m tired of obeying the brain.

crossed arms and crooked eyes.
begging like i’m on the line.
i hope that there’s more here in me.
stale from the middle in.
my bro comes off, consider it.
i know that it’s played and it’s weak.

wake up. you’re faking.
i know that you’re lying awake.
break off, shake down.
i’m tired of obeying the brain.

and yeah, i could be wrong.
taking off.
and yeah, i could be wrong.
jumping off.
and yeah, i could be done.

slow down, fade out.
it’s all just a pattern for me.

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