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The Canvas Waiting

antidote but still you make me weak? I fall in love with ghosts, it's easier than you'd think Wake up, it's 5:15 put on your clothes the subways waiting

Take me down to the river and make me whole Lay my body in the water and put that chill in my bones You know we aint gonna sleep till the morning comes

took so much to say, is it too late to fall in love again? The last flight to Kansas City Ive got meetings in the morning, busy busy in the afternoon I waited

Well it takes some time To see the world with different eyes And it takes some blood and sweat and tears to find out love Is not the same as it's made

do is sit in here and wait I've never claimed to be a patient man but this would try the saints And maybe God is in the shadows underneath this dusty pew Waiting

my hands From living daily with those canvas bags Thoughts of freedom they are drivin' me wild And I'll by happy like a new born child We'll be together, girl, you wait

and person street stalker. Off my rocker, a red bull and vodka. Provactively, walkin' like you talkin' to me, Branded outlandish, triple deck and stress sandwich. It's an ambush, turn no pad to canvas

We carry niggas deep in the canvas Body bandage, like some mummies You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me It's the longest waited, the

one was my shit I'm trying to take it back, To when writers ran the line and transits ran the gambit, My memories the paint, let the track be my canvas