Interlude from Modern Infernus by Jetpack

That apartment is empty
All the doubts couldn’t make me
Quit but sometimes I still can’t see
Ahead ain’t plain death, you wan contest it?
x2

It’s the pattern of the tiles
That I stared at for so long
On the bench inside the dire store
I’m waiting for a call
2 percentage till I die 1 percentage you will call
99 percent I’m still, waiting alone
100% you now with a lame,
100% I’m breaking this game,
I’m one with the send, I’m one with the sand
Bitches be talking, then bend and pretend
I’m in love with a ghost
It’s the past, not these hoes,
I surpass, always rose
For my purpose I chose

To be this way to fuck around with my days
Ain’t none u save like you say
x2

That apartment is empty
All the doubts couldn’t make me
Quit but sometimes I still can’t see
Ahead ain’t plain death, you wan contest it?
x2

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