The Collector from II by LiLa

Smell like It never been used
came shrink-wrapped in the pack brand new
never did come equipped with the tunes
and the sharp son of a dude
spaces wasted
notebook pages
plain white canvass
never been painted
all chances never got taken
missed opportunity
boat is sinking
I think I’m gonna take it and make it like my pride
and keep it sacred not to hide and keep it secret
‘cause the world is my guide
and I need it to try
it’s the will to survive
believe it there’s no other reason why

Just like the old days
collecting the dust
it becomes staid
coloring gray
and all that you knew
faded and used
losing its worth
and falling out of time

Trying out with the beats intact
and basically the face feels so much alike
some with that
to the point of fact
surely its built with the word’s impact
limited tender
can’t sustain it
racks and stacks it’s all the same
with kingdom that the clock is faded
innocent for just a day
and felt naw let yourself
the point of this bitch is to get your health
only tips will help life
the hell it’s been in itself
antique speaking me
frame of colony complete
all I see is primitive peeps
simply ran around with me
kicking back like action figure
busting out of the pack is picture
I’m leaping through my years of service
Keeping up
Mom’s got me trippin’
Kept her in the perfect world
of chronologic talk
shorn of all the logic
but recorded
Instructor, cue the tempo

You to say goodbye
to the house that it feels like eyes your demise
And you compromise
When stuck in the same
your limited
you just collect, yourself, yourself, yourself
collecting your dust
It becomes staid
coloring gray
and all that you knew
faded and hues
losing its worth
and falling down
mmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm

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