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Sean Matsukawa - 1848? Lyrics



Sean Matsukawa - 1848? Lyrics




I see big trees, Rikers Island
Top speed, autopilot
Big leaves, for the piping
Plant seeds, for the iris
I run miles don't know where to go
Don't run too fast with your mileage low

Catch me, cloaking truth with the breeze
Bottoms up, autumn leaves
I wanted more up my sleeves
You'll taste my lips for some tea

Give me hope, I won't let you know
I said, give me rope, I won't let you go
My hands are laced with kerosene
Waste my wrists for some sympathy
Slice my hopes, my dreams, to house my soul
Let me go
(Let me go)

I got big dreams, worth trying
Big reads, self-guidance
Race for, more midas
Great locks, worth dying/dyeing
I run miles, everywhere to go
Running fast with my mileage low

Catch me, cloaking truth with the breeze
Bottoms up, autumn leaves
I wanted more up my sleeves
You'll taste my lips for some tea
(Give me hope)

Give me hope, I won't let you know
I said, give me rope, I won't let you go
My hands are laced with kerosene
Waste my wrists for some sympathy
Slice my hopes, my dreams, to house my soul
Let me go
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I see big trees, Rikers Island
Top speed, autopilot
Big leaves, for the piping
Plant seeds, for the iris
I run miles don't know where to go
Don't run too fast with your mileage low

Catch me, cloaking truth with the breeze
Bottoms up, autumn leaves
I wanted more up my sleeves
You'll taste my lips for some tea

Give me hope, I won't let you know
I said, give me rope, I won't let you go
My hands are laced with kerosene
Waste my wrists for some sympathy
Slice my hopes, my dreams, to house my soul
Let me go
(Let me go)

I got big dreams, worth trying
Big reads, self-guidance
Race for, more midas
Great locks, worth dying/dyeing
I run miles, everywhere to go
Running fast with my mileage low

Catch me, cloaking truth with the breeze
Bottoms up, autumn leaves
I wanted more up my sleeves
You'll taste my lips for some tea
(Give me hope)

Give me hope, I won't let you know
I said, give me rope, I won't let you go
My hands are laced with kerosene
Waste my wrists for some sympathy
Slice my hopes, my dreams, to house my soul
Let me go
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Writer: SEAN RYU MATSUKAWA
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave




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Performed By: Sean Matsukawa
Length: 2:50
Written by: SEAN RYU MATSUKAWA

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