The Harvest
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The Harvest
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Keep your head down
Deep in dirt I could barely breathe but ill surface soon and relive the pain
I might stay infected, but heaven knows with my straightened spine I won’t die the same
Words would hurt, but I've grown immune and I like it when she get mad at me
That had worked once I won’t lie, but I'm back revived and I'm starving
And everything I did was for you, but I'm just an object
You embody evil from the hate that you harvest
I would give my life to keep you safe I promise
But you knew that and still you wrote my fate for your benefit
God save me, I've been lost
Every night I spend inside this wetlands swamp
I'm in my head honestly I feel regret
Though I'm at home and safe again
But I'm obsessed with the life we missed
I've always felt like a target
I don’t wanna fight I just want you to be honest
If I had some life left to live she would want it
The way that she mutilates me she’s like an artist
The hardest thing to face in this life is the damage
Damage you create it out weighs every lesson
Every time she breaks me I feel my heart ravaged
But God, I love a woman that puts me at disadvantage
Show me your strength via my frame
Gimme everything I beg you do not refrain from using me
Deep in the corn I would summon some
Only when in danger I'd be having fun
Don't pay attention when I scream bloody murder
Secretly I pray they take it further for research
I read the books they told me I shouldn’t worry
I guess I've been in my head while I was planning February I know
I couldn’t hurt
So you're preaching to choir
And I loved me first
So betrayal could not survive here
Stack skrilla, Margiela killa, I don't wanna die here
Gucci, Fendi, Louis, blow some cash and feel alive wear
White on white designer head to toe I'm like a polar bear
Surgeon mask is fillin' with the smoke there's potent in the air
I've always felt like a target
I don’t wanna fight I just want you to be honest
If I had some life left to live she would want it
The way that she mutilates me she’s like an artist
The hardest thing to face in this life is the damage
Damage you create it out weighs every lesson
Every time she breaks me I feel my heart ravaged
But God, I love a woman that puts me at disadvantage
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