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Hey, hi, how ya doing
You say your fine but school's tough
Because you stay up nights and do stuff
You aim to find a student
Who's gonna boot you up like new drugs
But the come down's such a mood suck
You don't have to come down
Just shoot up
Which way is up
I'm down on my luck just to stay a buck
I'm in creative haze, inspiration's stuck
Even when my mind state integrates with drugs
I'm mixing pills in a matrix
I cannot live on these minimum wages
Bucks getting flipped but I ain't getting paper cuts
Ain't no fucks to give
When you're getting them residual payment stubs
I just came to say what's up
Like what's your name, where ya come from
Huh, Lover's Lane
And you ain't en route to play other games
Well I'm the same
But my heart continues to plummet into my stomach
And I can't digest it
I'm smart but then I feel dumb again
I keep on stumbling on the same lesson
It's dark in the tunnel
I wonder if whenever the sun will set
I'll spot an exit
I yell towards the stars in the heavens
I shred every card dealt until they're all sevens
Thanks for your thanks
Thanks for your kind messages
Your divine blessings are so time sensitive
And I know what it's like to write sentences
They don't come out like words do
Every good take needs a rehearsal
I don't speak to a shrink
I put ink in a journal
Introversion means I keep things internal
Intrapersonal, just me and my circle
In too surgical, I'm deep in the dirt
I ain't leaping a hurdle
In too surgical, I'm in too deep
All these feelings hurt, is it you or me
We use teamwork but still blew the lead
We are dreamers but we're losing sleep
Teach, learn, live, love
Do stupid things just to boost esteem
But my heart continues to plummet into my stomach
And I can't digest it
I'm smart but then I feel dumb again
I start but then I get stuck again
Thanks for your thanks
Thanks for your thanks
Thanks for your thanks
Thanks for your thanks
Alex Ramirez
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