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Lines Of Latitude (feat. Frankie Rose)

de Small Black

Hemanshu bombshell
9am, i can’t sleep, be bugging
Mean mugging, cause indian, kids be thugging
Indian uncles staring, indian antis bugging
Indians songs be blaring out the windows
I’ll be camomile sipping, still tipping, i still tipping

Love rise high over me, on the west side looking east
Tennis courts, full of rain,
River was a mirror that had gone insane
I spoke to you a little slow, you misunderstood where i wanted to go
A taxi cab full of glass,
Headphones on, never heard the crash

Yo, beginners with splendors that wither weather
Not as wither dinner gimme the jitters
Eat beef, ... , wind boat
Arch windows, minarets, pick your bets
… anybody’s stuff… i need no weapon to claim that i'll be ...

Love rise high over me, on the west side looking east
Tennis courts, full of rain,
River was a mirror that had gone insane
I spoke to you a little slow, you misunderstood where i wanted to go
A taxi cab full of glass,
Headphones on, never heard the crash

I’m looking at the big sky
You never understood me
I’m looking at the big sky
You never understood me

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