Where y'all at? These Red And Black Walls
Have seen my tears to many times
This Out of Tune piano
Has felt my shaking fingers
Grasping Onto its key for comfort
For so many months
My eyes are strained
Bloodshot and stinging
For the millionth time
Get Down, Get Down Where y'all at? Why do these feelings spin
In a continous loop
Why does history
Repeat, over and over and over
Why does the pain repeat
Over and over and over
Why must there Be this orchestrated
Cycle of falling down
These Red And Black Walls
Have seen my tears to many times
This Out of Tune piano
Has felt my shaking fingers
Grasping Onto its key for comfort
For so many months
My eyes are strained
Bloodshot and stinging
For the millionth time

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