issue #0772026-06-e7w9seed 2026-06-e7w9
- 01 · lyrics
What If These What-Ifs Are Mine
One step on the puddle, splash mud on the saddle Lose your keys in the hustle, gave it up for a castle Step back from the cattle, don't wanna start a battle Give him his work bottle, he's on his way to the brothel It didn't have to be all sunshine But damn, did it have to be all storm All the quicksand in my room Can't live in a world of what-ifs It didn't have to be all sunlight But damn, did it have to be all sno
- 02 · poem
please dont
please don't Relaxing under the sun, Never knew I was needed by someone.
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