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A spoken-word piece where the narrator loops apologies and claims of responsibility, rain dripping on his face as guilt. He repeats "you didn't do it" and "danger happens all the time," trapped in a cycle of regret and desperate for notice.
A spoken-word piece where the narrator loops apologies and claims of responsibility, rain dripping on his face as guilt. He repeats "you didn't do it" and "danger happens all the time," trapped in a cycle of regret and desperate for notice.
Would you be an offer? Would you let it at your ass? I now know this time no way I can fake it out. Woke up, I apologized and I ran back home cuz I know that you didn't do it. Feel the weight of the heavy rain just dripping on my face. It's too late cuz I knew you blew it. Danger, I'm having fun until the time you Cuz I know that you didn't do it. But the weight of the heavy rain is dripping on my face. It's too late cuz I knew you blew it. Danger happens all the time. You'll notice me, notice me, notice me, notice me. I just woke up, I apologize, and I ran back home cuz I know that you didn't do it. But the weight of the heavy rain is dripping on my face. It's too late cuz I knew you blew it. Danger happens
