I Just Don't Understand What All These Kids Dig About Him

Dikembe

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My hands are coils.
When I'm asleep they wrap around my face and teeth.
I just never breathe easy.
I'm afraid of what you'll take, but if I let this out I'll be speechless.
When it starts to fade and all the locks break.
There is a flood in my blood.
You'll be a mess when the shit hits the fan, so I'd be honest.
With friends like these who needs a reason to leave?
I'm a mountain pass where all the mountains pass.
You cut right through me.