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I went to downtown with her
Love to spend time
She's just the sweetest little thing
Spending all our time
I want to look into our future
Ten Years down the line
We’re going to have wrinkles
Going to take care of our child
I got your back
You got mine
It don't matter to me what's going on in this world
all this news and shit
Dropping bombs on little (arab) babies
Kids shooting shit
Malls and schools are lit
Mental Illness man
AR 15 Kits
Black and White America
No shades of color even exist
Got to ignore it man
Cruising down LA
Looking for the quiet man
Looking for some quiet man
Put your phones down
Put your drugs down
Put your guns down
Put your phones down
I wrote this note to you, my lovely self
My wounded self
No self to sell
Is the world on fire
Just my past desires
Like a butterfly
With broken wings
On “No fly lists”
Was the I in me
To be
Back when you were young and you didn’t know
The Love you ungrasp
Comes back
Beached, like a lonely whale
A tiger, without her tail
Back when you were young and you didn’t know

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from Rainbow Season, released May 24, 2019

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Mirs Los Angeles, California

2am open highway music
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shamanic neo wave auteur music
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diaspora identity dissolving music

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