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Fresh New Trash Lyrics

Verse 1
I've been making my story
While they waiting on glory
They speak restrains
And gotta lot to blame
Hey
All right ok
You still yelling out without nothing to say
Huh
What you trying to stop the rain
It won't let up
That's no setup
Its only meta
Hey
All right Ok
Strictly for the flame
I'm like f*** the fame
Huh
When it all comes tumbling down
The man built the rubble
While you fumbled your crown
Hey
Alright Ok
Cause everything is that way
Ok

Verse 2
We share the road with a mutual lack of shame
We share our souls and its suited for laughs and pain
Dancing for acid rain
Fanning the flames underneath us
Hoping it will reach us
Coping with the teacups
Stormy mugs full of hate
We trudge through the storms
We love to relate
Affiliate and fake
Never no way
We shake out of our skin
And make a great escape
But wait I need a little less in my headphones
No wait I need a little more in my headphones
No wait man I think Ill just head home
Head strong reciting every word on my headstone

Hook - POS
Let it go let it roll on past
Don't hold back
Understand its over before you know
Verse 3
And I'm feeling like fresh new trash
Top of the can out of the bag
And scattered all over everything
Nothing can last
Beautiful dash
Pursuit of a path
Clear up the garbage hardly
Boss me soft
Watch me scoff
Toss me
I just laugh heavily cough
Stop never any shaking me off
I chainsaw wars
Laws for the rich ain't for me yet
Till its war we in the corner writing warnings making bets
Your by your lonely making threats
Let you scorn my open arms try to teach my open head
How you turn yours
Turn more
I just keep the floors full
Unlock no score
Kept no bull s***

Verse 4 - Dessa
I've been bold
I've been bust
I rep doom till I'm dust
And yes this ship crumbles in rust
But the engine still runs
Its all friends here ala why don`t you roll with us
A passion a purpose a business its personal
Witness the cursive its written in
Crossed ts and dotted is
Not a lot a lot of time
Got to try to get your
Lines right
Don't mind that sentence
Verse 5
We get our songs out
And what we got is what we got
No amount of food is falling out the side of our mouth
Rhymes come out and the food goes in
If we flop then we don`t win
The label takes a this isn`t indie rap
This is ten years
Rust and tears
Sweat and fears
Acceptance from my friends and peers
And everything that brought us here
Is written on my face
You can see it when I close my eyes
Realest thing I never wrote
Quote me any time
Win lose or tie
Still doomtree till I die
Even after death and dirt
Let em know who said it first
Then put it on your favourite shirt
Rap won't save you
Sell em absolution with a verse

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