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Lyrics: (If you notice some changes..It was because i didn't really look at them..but this is how it was written)

Chorus:
No time for bad news.
Old rhymes and stab wounds,
Cold mind with tabooos,
Hold mine and add muse,
just call me when you pass through

Cold winter...no Sleep,
old sinner...cold Feet,
They say hold back, life's a thread of twine,
say what I feel..Respected as genuine,
Walk on that thread of twine with a fat smirk,
Still got some issues..But I will make it work,
Fight for what you know and who you trust,
Who would remove the dust from wounds and cuts,
have room for love when life's winds gust,
Sometimes we spin up and the fall sucks,
when that pressure sweeps over and bends,
leaves you behind for now..Sometimes never ends...
That's when I pick up this pen, let gift dispel,
this world seems crazy..In distraction we dwell,
In destruction we learn, in hate we wilt,
In confusion we burn, taste the guilt,
whatever we destroyed...fate Rebuilt,you

The puddle could appear shallow on the surface but its really deep,
the ocean could appear deep but only be up to your knees,
the mind is profoundly complex,
and its miles deeper then what is conscious,
things out of context can contest,
leave you all stressed IM honest,
IM on this edge of a break through,
if I get there..I will take you,
if I miss the peak I will try harder,
and hope that it doesn't dent my armor,
got some nicks on me, but IM good yall,
got some faith in me, for if I should fall,
I trust fate to play its hand..If I ever get out of hand,
devoted to a plan to openly expand,
hoping that I ran far enough to see the sands..
Of time just trickling fast,
respect every grain like it could be the last..

Meet me at the brink and ill show you how to dive,
because I jumped off that edge and survived,
in a pool in 2005 I almost died,
if my brother didn't grab my leg, fate had bigger plans,
When I was down and didn't have the legs to stand,
I got you said time..So said the sands,
when you didn't have hope to stand and reach,
I will find you by land or sea,
get some wind under those wings you earned,
and fly above all the bridges you burned,
got a rolodex filled with a list of concerns,
time to hold my breath and give em the gust,
life's hard and such but that isent enough,
ill hold your hand when its hell you feel,
if you promise the same and keep it real,