Garden Pimpin’
de Kid kushi
You don't strike me as the type to start a scuffle
But I see fire in your eyes
Each time someone's in your way
Something's clenched a sense of hidden inner struggle
You're aching for the day
When there's a break in the noise to say
I'm kinda stuck in a hole
Kinda stuck holding on
Been carrying weight so long
Somebody lift it from me
From me, from me
Let these strange seasons bleed from me
From me
Give me reasons to breathe
Find the freedom that fell from me
You cut yourself off time and time again you smothered
The truer you is a stranger you'd pass in the street
Without looking back or in fact you'd maybe mutter
What a fool, what to do? Who are you to dare to be moving so free
Now kinda stuck in a hole
Kinda stuck holding on
Been carrying weight so long
Somebody lift it from me
From me, from me
Let these strange seasons bleed from me
From me
Give me reasons to breathe
Find the freedom that fell from me
Is this some kind of record?
Taking light years to settle
Must be some kind of record
To drag this diamond devil
Somebody lift it from me
From me, me
From me
Give me reasons to breathe
Find the freedom that fell from me
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