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Just over a year ago, my best friend John Michael Night at 17 years old had a very rare brain stem stroke. He currently suffers from Locked-In Syndrome--a phenomenon where the patient loses ALL ability for voluntary movement, can not speak, yet is completely conscious. Essentially you are 'trapped' in your own body. Not one day has gone by since that fucking nightmare of a day where i don't think of him and the implications of what had happened. My song "Fall Asleep" is dedicated to John Michael. We want to get the word out about his story as much as we can. All dollars made from the song will be donated to his 501(c)(3) fund. Please like and share. Help us spread his story.
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LYRICS:
chorus:
love all over
love all over again
love all over
love all over again
the silence in these streets
they make me fall asleep
the silence in my head
called to rest again
verse 1:
live in LA
Orlando's where i'm from
i got some boys in 407 that can't reach until i'm done
i got a jersey on my back
24 it reads
i got some demons in my head
they turn to purple when i bleed
--i fall asleep to a cry
your blessings or your misdirection
i gotta have faith that u work solely for my best intentions
i don't know
i don't wanna go
i don't wanna know
i just know this music life is what i'm runnin', gunnin' for
verse 2:
travis said it best
--'i get those goosebumps every time you come around'
but these chills make me want to scream and hit the ground
i've had something on my mind
cold weather and countless abstractions
but when i impress myself that's when you sadly come around
i don't know?
whatchu wanna say when the drapes come down
when the songs fade out
when our kids grow up
when white comes in and black fades out
what's bleach to our sin
which city am i in
hitting me up like
young rolo got the win
i got the hymns
you play with Sims
and only fuckin with the kid when the money coming in
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