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Sometimes I wonder in how much time will Carson reach his maturity
Can't find a culprit, shit is really long
Like airport security
Been in the line for a while
And I can't just sit in silence
The hours, the days, the months pass by
The wait make me violent
Livin' with a curfew, no purview, who hurt you
Bruh I didn't mean to disturb you
Sit with a girl, have a convo
Yeah, I heard you, bitch
I don't really care 'bout your ass
Talk 'bout love, your passion, your distraction
Is it really too much to ask
I feel numb, is music the only thing that's meaningful in my life
Is it the wrong door, should I lean in
Pickin' a style got me screamin
I regret the shit that I was seen in
I like this girl, I wanna give some flowers
But I can't choose cause I'm never sure
I wanna give her the whole Parkafleurs