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Grateful Dead Days Between

There were days and there were days and there were days between Summer flies and August dies the world grows dark and mean Comes the shimmer of the moon

were days where I would love to be somebody else Days where I am fighting myself There were days where I wish I could be a child again And sometimes days

niggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread, flavor to these bums Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence, like the return of Grateful

I press play like Puff, no pause at all Choppin' holes in the all the walls Thats all they saw [Verse 5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a

days where I would love to be somebody else Days where I am fighting myself There are days where I wish I would be a child again And sometimes days where

niggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread, flavor to these bums Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence, like the return of Grateful

I press play like Puff, no pause at all Choppin' holes in the all the walls Thats all they saw [Verse 5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a

niggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread, flavor to these bums Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence, like the return of Grateful

play like Puff, no pause at all Choppin' holes in the all the walls Thats all they saw [Verse 5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple