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White Earl
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First things first, i dont know who i am
Cant tell weather or not im at home in my head Theres way to many things i dont really recall Like how i wound up in this physical vault I visit my thoughts, but i cant remember the past Run scrimmage and jog, but i have a memory lapse A rat in a maze, eyes glazed off the fentynol patch Ive done way to many drugs, i remember the bad And somehow i never collapsed, i usually sat down Its pretty bad when your entire youth is black out I mean, ive lived a lot of shit, that i wished i'd forget But i was sure there were good times that i cant recollect Now im gettin to old for this ignorant shit, sick to my ribs If i could, id lose my mind and claim ignorant bliss But im stuck with the bad shit, and nothin but past sins If we could go back, you'd see me redoing actions
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