paroles de chanson Cinnamon - Nine Seven Pta
I
was
thinking
bout
2018
the
other
night
I
sunk
my
teeth
inside
the
ego
like
it's
overbite
Controlling,
right
Acts
of
spite
and
lashing
out
on
dead
relations
It's
sad
to
say
that
since
then
it
hasn't
been
revelation
The
way
I've
been
got
the
people
close
to
me
devastated
And
I
attempted
being
forward,
end
up
paraphrasing
Setting
up
some
barricades
and
chasing
a
dream
in
which
This
all
okay,
but
I
don't
wanna
cause
more
harm
I'm
not
a
sadist
I
got
demons
of
mine
that
I
need
to
fucking
face
Lost
inside
this
liquor,
the
room
is
spinning,
my
heart
is
racing
Social
'vent
incarceration,
barely
in
tact
And
I
cant
make
decisions
pivotal
to
self,
but
that's
not
what
I'm
saying
I've
been
enabling
hope
cuz
I
cannot
set
a
boundary
I
lost
respect
from
my
friends,
I've
barely
been
sleeping
soundly
Context
don't
matter,
the
liquor,
I
gotta
face
surroundings
I
did
this
all
to
myself
because
I'm
a
fucking
clown
The
acts
of
my
movement,
I
cant
e'en
excuse
it
My
past
was
in
ruthless,
now
I
really
blew
it
Let's
give
a
hand
to
the
ones
who
just
see
it
through
Who
never
held
a
loose
end
or
truly
withheld
a
truth
Cuz
you
don't
know
the
problem
until
it
catch
up
to
you
Cuz
you
just
held
the
bottle,
you
never
really
reduced
And
now
you're
stuck
with
broken
hearts
of
the
people
who
thought
they
knew
That
you
had
care
in
heart,
you're
fair,
and
you're
always
a
decent
dude
Now
the
truth
protruded
And
you
thought
that
this
would
be
fixed
with
music
And
you
just
tried
to
run
away
like
a
little
nuisance
I
know
you
won't
get
specific
because
you'll
only
boost
it
The
honesty
of
your
pen
is
turning
fucking
abusive
The
focus
on
you,
the
eyes
are
on
you
And
you
could
beat
around
it
acting
like
theres
something
that
suits
Your
little
narrative
of
"woe
is
me"
and
god
I
am
doomed
Or
you
could
be
a
decent
human
and
decide
what
to
do
Look
I
thought
I
had
a
chance
to
find
the
norm
I
thought
I
had
a
chance
to
find
the
door
that
brought
me
more
I
thought
I
had
a
chance
to
settle
the
dust
for
the
score
And
give
the
love
to
all
the
ones
that
I
love
to
the
core
Then
I
had
some
hope
but
I
couldn't
find
a
light
to
the
candle
that
I
hold
But
whose
fault
is
it?
Thats
mine,
not
yours
Had
to
take
some
days
to
think
it
over
I
haven't
been
to
fair
anybody
if
its
full
disclosure
These
roots
are
in
manipulation
on
my
behalf
Settled
with
my
terms
because
I
couldn't
chill
like
decaf
Couldn't
think
outside
of
me
cuz
I
was
off
like
3 blasts
Never
an
excuse
to
treat
a
person
like
they're
meaningless
Damn
I
don't
know
where
to
go
from
here
But
I
just
want
the
best
for
all
just
when
the
coast
is
clear
My
spice
is
cinnamon,
it's
bitter
to
all
I'm
near
To
all
who
with
me
I'm
holding
you
near
and
dear
Im
sorry

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