Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not Here, and I'm Not All There

is he?
What is
What are you
is he doing?
What's on?
are you?

did he go?
Damius... are you?

1]

Months I been seated waitin'
All for a or text
I gave you the to exit this city
But I'm wonderin', like, "was I ready to let go?"
You're all alone, such air and it's nightmarish
you'll never admit it, the pain is acidic and it wears away
Thoughts I won't ever say
Like, you don't got time? The fuck got you
not care for your bros well-being
He's—years old now
You don't know his age?
I dance the answers to the question "why"
Cause you don't give a
Or maybe you ain't well, holdin' it in
Maybe it's pride, you cuttin' blinds, I'd find out
My little boy, he stubborn
down from your father and mine
It's you let it out, Dami
Can you blame me? Is it a lot to ask?
Between fuckin' whores and Netflix
But I wanna pry, I see now
I'm a bother, if it helps you sleep sound tell yourself is enough
clear you're lookin' for you
I'm just sayin', I'm still

2]

First off, I'm not burnt you been
5% in effort to connect
I send texts,
But since we in separate yards you can't send support in of words
Busy? Nah, pretense is dirt
Like us sayin' we not hurt, but ma's
And dad, he could've fuckin'
And I tell you and you get pissed at me for you
Before I know exactly the fuck's wrong
I was terrified, it right, you deserved to know
Sorry that I needed my bro's
So quick to forget your Coolsville like
Too cool there, in musical lair
It bites you alone cause I been here

3]

Dami, you figure this out, what do you want?
You say passion is writing, yet you're not
You ain't been to school and damn, the sand
Is it rap you
Cause they're opaque, glasses
And full, ya glass is, you're passive
So I gotta ask, do you want this?
You're everybody it's a hobby but yet
You neglectin' fam, friends, avoiding a life
Relationships, and chances they can't be
And all for
I ain't sayin it's the wrong
But you choose soon
Before you've too much to go back
I know you see how this ends
I ain't mad, my son and I love you
Even when I there
And if you help, you know I'm here

I've my way, lost myself
And if come, tell 'em I'm in this hell
Break me please, I'm
is a cry for

4]

Oh my god, I'm just so touched
2 years passed, yo ass still on us?
I got a new you,
Who just what the fuck he wants
He's of a restaurant, watchu got?
Obvi a lot of time
To get yourself and tangled
that web you angled in your favor
Okay, the was lame, hon
Let it go, you bitter
I won't lie, you find way into my mind sometimes
But only sometimes and by the sec I it's you
I usually find somethin' to engage my thoughts
Hey, you you're the one who cut it off?
I changed or bull, now I'm a slut?
How original, I'm so sad I got dumped by this rapper
Who attacks in the most
Wanna-replay way,
you need to keep sane
Keep me, babe, I'm not there

5]

Yo, have you heard Damius
Now he's a (he's rapping?)
He thinks that he's be famous
It's fuckin' hilarious, sustaining a that people love
And stayin' around through the changes, I judge (nah)
But I think I'd remember somebody with much potential
Essential to rap is and oh
Did I mention? He that too (wow)
Big fuckin'
I used to rap and my he used to produce
It's fucking common, no Common, no
It's comedy fated to (true)
This is wasting his youth
Yeah, I from a friend that he moved to LA
To be a writer for
Indecisive, I'm sure it'll show in his
He probably ain't all there

6]

I never been this far from
I never felt so alone
I never saw light, and feedin' my—no, no, no
the excuses there is none
I'm exhausted, I'm thoroughly a memoir
To me and to all of who's
I mom, may, dad and to anyone else I neglected
I'm sorry, its just...
There are things that I to say
Problems I had in my but in efforts I've made to express 'em
I created more pain, all of this shit was in
I feel like cuttin' a vein, wit no cauterizing, the river
I may been bitter but babe
You ain't infectin' my
Truthfully, I did dwell on it
But put to rest is that mistake
So get confused, I wrote k for me
Not for you, k? Take
Let's compare where both at in 10 years
I'll savor the tears, so
My hate behind bars, a table-full
Our fate paved to way to this heinous place cause pain it pull
So I paint with dull nouns, I'm they pleasure
Yes, I do feel under pressure
But to anyone else thinkin my tales
Are elaborate over-hyping my life
to see if I'm real
Come find out, I'm right

I've lost my way, myself
If they come, tell 'em I'm in hell
me please, I'm unwell
is a cry... (help)