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Lyrics For French The Kid - Quiet Kid

[Intro]
Only love will save you this time
And nobody can help you
Hopelessly fighting to escape your mind
In this foreign land where loneliness can keep you

[Verse 1]
Look, I'm in the sky but I can't look down
How can I smile when they can't see in?
I wanna write but I can't look 'round because I still see spirits I hide within
And my bro don't like it's a violent king
Got my gang like a bridal ring
Bros yeah they kept me alive when I stepped to a knife
Gotta think about the brighter things
I don't care about them but they care about me
They ask me "Frenchiе you write so clean"
Nine doublе M put my mind at peace
If she sucked my soul I resign on sheets
Business plan and a final speech
Then I'm back down on a suicidal creek
I don't do fake friends that don't chase their dreams
We're just products of losing sleep (Sleep)
Shit (shit)
You have never felt all this loss
PTSD got my mind on lock
Held 2 dead bodies, I'm fighting non-stop
But I can't take meds if they all but drop
I guess it made me a man
Now I don't step on the brake, ain't catching a case, got a drop and a transit van, look
I really put time in this, put crime in this, put my life on this
Jumped off a plane from France
Took risks and a chance 'cause I really relied on this
Now I got crowds in the dance my pay's in advance
Was always the quiet kid
Now I got crowds in the dance my pay's in advance
Was always the quiet kid

[Chorus]
Only love will save you this time
And nobody can help you
Hopelessly fighting to escape your mind
In this foreign land where loneliness can keep you down

[Verse 2]
Look, yeah I step in the stars and I'm feelin'
I could be the reason you put on a song and relate
You'd think I was dead how I walk with a zombie
Infecting my brothers estate
My gang in the club getting sturdy I'm drinking, I'm thirsty, the bottles are flying away
Chill with the boss, sit with the mob, I'm a mile away
Let's ride 'til we can't come back
Out in the sticks so we can't return I just died of a heart attack
No symptoms, if you felt all that burn there's a blade in my starter pack
How you blow so quick? Take a seat and learn
Fuck blades would rather tap
Down the window in the car then up

[Chorus]
Only love will save you this time
And nobody can help you
Hopelessly fighting to escape your mind
In this foreign land where loneliness can keep you...

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