In lieu of a pretty face, here’s a wretched tune Lyrics – 4ria

Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t
Digest a vex till i fester
I confected this prose
Susceptible to mess

Temperatures pose threats in a sector i float
Slept away days in the depths where i froze
Unusual, screw loose
Exude limitless views too

Construe lucrative codes
All the roads lead to rome
A late bloomer
But once i bloom

I’m a bеautiful rose
Suitable dope for amusеment
Rooted in soul
At the peak, it’s bright like tulips

But grows with putrid results
Pursue with gruesome aggression
Meshed with a fusion of hope
Therapeutic revolts

Therein lies illusions i probe
Within the clues i’ve resolved
The muse i dissolved
Within the proof i exposed

Reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve
Better written a better sentiment glued to ya
Ever wished that I ever distanced the truth to ya
Never getting, I’m always drifting

What’s truth to ya
Reminisce, all of my regrets I let go
Accept what I’ve unfinished
The image was left exposed

Reminisce, I reminisce & now I drift
When did this all go to sh#t, it never hit (x2)
Expectations spread infectious auras
Select attempts to collect desires

Predestined towards a broader picture
An awful mixture of remnants
Like if death was a hoarder
Resort to the horror

That’s in store for the pecking order
Slept an hour, need a power nap
Then took fifty milligrams of addy
All right down the hatch

Klonopin to counteract
I’ve just been a clown, i act
And b#tch i binge while i react to all the f#cking doubts they had
Nothing but a bounce in fact

Hoe what’s your body count?
Ain’t no counting back
You m#th*rf#ck*rs lame
And still manage to be all out of whack mountains to climb

Rhymes race with or without a track
So race is irrelevant
Not white enough, not black, but i rap
I write enough to chase these dreams like p#ss#

Here’s a mouse trap
A motion picture
Motives simmer notes to soundtracks
In the background of my house

I stare in the mirror while my reflection shouts back
Hows that
Reminiscing, you never listen
But who could’ve

Better written a better sentiment glued to ya
Ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya
Never getting, i’m always drifting
What’s truth to ya

Reminisce, all of my regrets i let go
Accept what i’ve unfinished
The image was left exposed
Reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift

When did this all go to sh#t, it never hit
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4ria Lyrics – In lieu of a pretty face, here’s a wretched tune

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In lieu of a pretty face, here’s a wretched tune