solo
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Don't mourn for me
I am not
Don't grieve for me
I am not
I am but a wilted flower
Your smile plagues my heart
But i am still here
The hard metal risers held the students,
Creaking under the large weight.
Onto the next song in the performance,
The conductor hastily turns on the mic.
He, in his strapping tuxedo, faces the audience,
Me
me myself
me myself and...
me myself and {i}
I am me
only me
alone
You ask what I would need
if I were hypothetically alone,
I can only take one thing
Earpulgs in Bs out
Slow beats is who I am
Chopped & Screwed
Lone star state is where I belong
Verses on a rap are words I don't have a chance to say.
SOLO is the way
The Pit Bull friend or foe
Mans best friend or no?
Bread a killer or a devoted companion.
The gentle giant to some,
A murderer to most.
Powerful, Intimidating, caring all so true,
I saw a million people
Standing on a hill,
Under the grey and square sky.
When I went to ask them,
What they were doing,
They remained silent.
