Hazey dazey
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(Verse 1) What's the point in fronting you, With your obscure point of view, Every time we clash, it's true, Ends up in my face, feeling blue. You paint a picture, but it's blurred, Words like daggers, cut absurd, I'm tired of the games you play, Defeated again, I drift away. (Verse 2) Thoughts collide, like storms in my mind, Searching for peace, but it's hard to find, You speak in riddles, lost in the haze, While I’m left here, caught in a daze. Soulful echoes in the night, Trying to rise, but you dim my light, Your perspective's twisted, can’t you see? Can’t keep frontin’ if you’re losing me.
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(Verse 1) What's the point in fronting you, With your obscure point of view, Every time we clash, it's true, Ends up in my face, feeling blue. You paint a picture, but it's blurred, Words like daggers, cut absurd, I'm tired of the games you play, Defeated again, I drift away. (Verse 2) Thoughts collide, like storms in my mind, Searching for peace, but it's hard to find, You speak in riddles, lost in the haze, While I’m left here, caught in a daze. Soulful echoes in the night, Trying to rise, but you dim my light, Your perspective's twisted, can’t you see? Can’t keep frontin’ if you’re losing me.
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