[Slug - Verse 1]
Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
The pictures on the wall will all remain
And even though he's now, sound and safe
Surrounded by the faces that he place his faith
The images visit from the past he witnessed
Can't stay away from the memories
Sticks with each detail, embedded in stone
Like he chiseled stoves convictions into his bones
The progress stops and pauses, spits and sputters
Like the basement faucet
And it's obvious he's lost in his regrets
You can smell it on his breath
[Slug - Verse 2]
Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
But now the alcohol is gonna mother the pain
Tuck it away, no complaints
Just laying on his back, on hisbackyard under the rain
Take tomorrow but doesn't no how though
For every swallow there's another to follow
He weaves his way throughout the story
Looking for a new missing piece or a door key
Spirits used to be for celebration
But now they just take him away from the hell that's waiting
Re-up until it's three sheets up
And pick a place for the skeletons to meet up
[Slug - Verse 3]
Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
But if the oxygen escapes it'll smother the flames
No introduction doesn't speak his own name
Gonna beat them demons at they own game
The sunset rides to the end slow
Same song echoing outside of the window
You can't grow if the skin don't fit you
Sometimes you gotta get low just to get through
No inspiration left to do your best when
Nobody hates you more than you're reflection
Suffer the shame until it stuffs the drain
He's got two hands and a bucket of paint
Come on
Your Glass House Lyrics – Atmosphere
Woke up to that familiar feeling
Staring at an unfamiliar ceiling
Still got your jeans on but you're topless
Headache and the stomach feels nauseous
Grab your shirt off the bedroom floor
And trying to recollect the night before
How'd you get from the bar to this mattress?
And when you got here then what happened?
And where's the who that lives here?
In this house you wanna figure out how'd you get here
But the thought got cut by nature
Find the bathroom the gut got anger
Here it comes can't avoid it
Ain't the first time throwin' up in a strange toilet
Anyone else would leave but you?
You crawl back to the bed and fell back asleep
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glasshouse
Woke up all alone with no friends
But you had to throw up again
Choke up the tears and the spit
Grab some tissue to wipe off your lips
And everything still spins
And then the chills begin
And the god please kill me right now hits
And you still don't know whos house this is
In between leftover dry heaves
You try to check out your timepiece
And you should call your job
But first gotta turn this hangover off
You dream that it's just a dream
Until the phone in your pocket starts to scream
Shut it down don't wanna hear a sound
Heavy is the head that wears that crown now
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glasshouse
Hangover ain't a strong enough word
It don't describe what just occured
Lookin' at a phone full of missed calls
Probably all the people that you pissed off
Everything seems so sour
So you force yourself into the shower
Standin' up brings out the stars
And the whole bathroom smells just like a dive bar
Can't do it better sit
And let the tub be the catcher's mitt
Lay down face down
Thank god whoever lives here ain't around
Now what you need is silence
And you don't want no one to see you like this
Maybe you don't recognize it
But this is your home this is where your life lives
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right here with you in your glasshouse
Staring at an unfamiliar ceiling
Still got your jeans on but you're topless
Headache and the stomach feels nauseous
Grab your shirt off the bedroom floor
And trying to recollect the night before
How'd you get from the bar to this mattress?
And when you got here then what happened?
And where's the who that lives here?
In this house you wanna figure out how'd you get here
But the thought got cut by nature
Find the bathroom the gut got anger
Here it comes can't avoid it
Ain't the first time throwin' up in a strange toilet
Anyone else would leave but you?
You crawl back to the bed and fell back asleep
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glasshouse
Woke up all alone with no friends
But you had to throw up again
Choke up the tears and the spit
Grab some tissue to wipe off your lips
And everything still spins
And then the chills begin
And the god please kill me right now hits
And you still don't know whos house this is
In between leftover dry heaves
You try to check out your timepiece
And you should call your job
But first gotta turn this hangover off
You dream that it's just a dream
Until the phone in your pocket starts to scream
Shut it down don't wanna hear a sound
Heavy is the head that wears that crown now
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glasshouse
Hangover ain't a strong enough word
It don't describe what just occured
Lookin' at a phone full of missed calls
Probably all the people that you pissed off
Everything seems so sour
So you force yourself into the shower
Standin' up brings out the stars
And the whole bathroom smells just like a dive bar
Can't do it better sit
And let the tub be the catcher's mitt
Lay down face down
Thank god whoever lives here ain't around
Now what you need is silence
And you don't want no one to see you like this
Maybe you don't recognize it
But this is your home this is where your life lives
All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right here with you in your glasshouse
Yesterday Lyrics – Atmosphere
[V1]
I thought I saw you yesterday
But I didn't stop, 'cause you was walkin' the opposite way
I guess I could've shouted out your name
But even if it was you, I don't know what I would say
We could sit and reminisce about the old school
Maybe share a cigarette, because we both fools
Chop it up and compare perspectives
Life, love, stress and set-backs, yes
So you could tell me how hard you had it
And you could show me all the scars to back it
And we could analyze each complaint
Break it down and explain these mistakes I make
I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry
But you knew me back when I was a younger me
You seen Sean in all types of light
And I've been meanin' to ask you if I'm doin' alright
[Chorus x2]
Yesterday
Was that you? Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
[V2]
I'm shook, I know, I pushed when I should've pulled
Took it all back if I could, I put that on my soul
And I would make a top-notch good listener
If you could block-off a little time out to give it here
Since we went our separate paths
I've hit a couple snags that remind me of the past
I can't front, I'm havin' a blast
But damned if I ain't afraid of how long it's gonna last
Sittin' here wishin' we could kick it
Give me your opinions, I do miss the criticisms
I didn't mean to be distant, make a visit
I'll wait up and keep the coffee brewin' in the kitchen
But who am I jokin' with?
There's no way that you and I will ever get to re-open it
It doesn't matter, this is more than love
And maybe if I'm lucky, get to see you out the corner of
[Chorus x2]
Yesterday
Was that you? Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
[V3]
And when you left, I didn't see it comin'
I guess I slept, it ain't like you was runnin'
You crept out the front door slow
And I was so self-absorbed I didn't even know
And by the time I looked up it was booked up
Put it all behind you, the bad and the good stuff
A whole house full of dreams and steps
I think you'd be impressed with the pieces I kept
You disappeared but the history is still here
It's why I try not to cry over spilt beer
I can't even get mad that you're gone
Leavin' me was probably the best thing you ever taught me
I'm sorry, it's official
I was a fist-full, I didn't keep it simple
Chip on the shoulder, anger in my veins
Had so much hatred, now it brings me shame
Never thought about the world without you
And I promise that I'll never say another bad word about you
I thought I saw you yesterday
But I knew it wasn't you, 'cause you passed away, dad
Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
I thought I saw you yesterday
But I didn't stop, 'cause you was walkin' the opposite way
I guess I could've shouted out your name
But even if it was you, I don't know what I would say
We could sit and reminisce about the old school
Maybe share a cigarette, because we both fools
Chop it up and compare perspectives
Life, love, stress and set-backs, yes
So you could tell me how hard you had it
And you could show me all the scars to back it
And we could analyze each complaint
Break it down and explain these mistakes I make
I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry
But you knew me back when I was a younger me
You seen Sean in all types of light
And I've been meanin' to ask you if I'm doin' alright
[Chorus x2]
Yesterday
Was that you? Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
[V2]
I'm shook, I know, I pushed when I should've pulled
Took it all back if I could, I put that on my soul
And I would make a top-notch good listener
If you could block-off a little time out to give it here
Since we went our separate paths
I've hit a couple snags that remind me of the past
I can't front, I'm havin' a blast
But damned if I ain't afraid of how long it's gonna last
Sittin' here wishin' we could kick it
Give me your opinions, I do miss the criticisms
I didn't mean to be distant, make a visit
I'll wait up and keep the coffee brewin' in the kitchen
But who am I jokin' with?
There's no way that you and I will ever get to re-open it
It doesn't matter, this is more than love
And maybe if I'm lucky, get to see you out the corner of
[Chorus x2]
Yesterday
Was that you? Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
[V3]
And when you left, I didn't see it comin'
I guess I slept, it ain't like you was runnin'
You crept out the front door slow
And I was so self-absorbed I didn't even know
And by the time I looked up it was booked up
Put it all behind you, the bad and the good stuff
A whole house full of dreams and steps
I think you'd be impressed with the pieces I kept
You disappeared but the history is still here
It's why I try not to cry over spilt beer
I can't even get mad that you're gone
Leavin' me was probably the best thing you ever taught me
I'm sorry, it's official
I was a fist-full, I didn't keep it simple
Chip on the shoulder, anger in my veins
Had so much hatred, now it brings me shame
Never thought about the world without you
And I promise that I'll never say another bad word about you
I thought I saw you yesterday
But I knew it wasn't you, 'cause you passed away, dad
Looked just like you
Strange thangs my imagination might do
Take a breath, reflect on what we been through
Or am I just goin' crazy 'cause I miss you?
Guarantees Lyrics – Atmosphere
[V1]
These warehouse wages kill the end's introduction
Man, I shoulda' shchooled it up when I was younger, shoulda' stuck to plan
Always had the dreams of bein' more self-assertive
And my kid's a teenager now, he needs the health insurance
So break my body, break-break my soul down
Just another zombie walkin' blindly through ya ghost town
Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power
Ain't nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour
But I don't wanna go home yet
So I'ma talk to my cigarette and that television set
It doesn't matter what brand or station
Anything to take away from the current situation
No overtime pay, no holiday
Months behind on everything but the lottery
Winter 'round the corner, guaranteein' that my car dies
Wifey havin' trouble tryna juggle both the part-times
My cup ain't close to filled up
We tryna build up so we could have enough
And when I finally get the color, won't be nothin' else to paint on
A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song
[V2]
My better half is mad at makin' magic outta can goods
My tax bracket status got her questionin' my manhood
My shorty got caught smokin' weed at a concert
And if I smack 'em everybody treats me like a monster
My neighbors ain't doin' much better
And we makin' competition instead of stickin' together
Can't save no nest egg, in fact this nest is rented
In fact that rent is late, wait
The money ain't here, the raise ain't comin'
Just me and my son and that crazy woman
And those bartenders, this whole fuckin' country
Got everybody swallowin' that lunch meat
Maybe we could speed up the process
Kill me in my thirties in the name of progress
Put me in the dirt and then change the topic
Sometimes seems like the only way to stop it
Contemplate my departure date
Doesn't take a lot to get a lot of us to talk this way
Take a shot at me, that's all I'm obligated for
Apparently my only guarantee is a walk-away
[Outro x2]
The only guarantee in life
Is a life worth dyin' for
Cause death don't wait for no one
It's sittin' on yo front door
These warehouse wages kill the end's introduction
Man, I shoulda' shchooled it up when I was younger, shoulda' stuck to plan
Always had the dreams of bein' more self-assertive
And my kid's a teenager now, he needs the health insurance
So break my body, break-break my soul down
Just another zombie walkin' blindly through ya ghost town
Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power
Ain't nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour
But I don't wanna go home yet
So I'ma talk to my cigarette and that television set
It doesn't matter what brand or station
Anything to take away from the current situation
No overtime pay, no holiday
Months behind on everything but the lottery
Winter 'round the corner, guaranteein' that my car dies
Wifey havin' trouble tryna juggle both the part-times
My cup ain't close to filled up
We tryna build up so we could have enough
And when I finally get the color, won't be nothin' else to paint on
A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song
[V2]
My better half is mad at makin' magic outta can goods
My tax bracket status got her questionin' my manhood
My shorty got caught smokin' weed at a concert
And if I smack 'em everybody treats me like a monster
My neighbors ain't doin' much better
And we makin' competition instead of stickin' together
Can't save no nest egg, in fact this nest is rented
In fact that rent is late, wait
The money ain't here, the raise ain't comin'
Just me and my son and that crazy woman
And those bartenders, this whole fuckin' country
Got everybody swallowin' that lunch meat
Maybe we could speed up the process
Kill me in my thirties in the name of progress
Put me in the dirt and then change the topic
Sometimes seems like the only way to stop it
Contemplate my departure date
Doesn't take a lot to get a lot of us to talk this way
Take a shot at me, that's all I'm obligated for
Apparently my only guarantee is a walk-away
[Outro x2]
The only guarantee in life
Is a life worth dyin' for
Cause death don't wait for no one
It's sittin' on yo front door
Me Lyrics – Atmosphere
Yeah, the child in the mirror was homely
So he learned early on how to switch into low-key
Little person, observant and accurate
Grew the skills to argue and the passion to back it with
Kick over the blocks just to rebuild them
'Cause mom and pop used to pop, sound familiar?
Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurting
So we stepped up to help be an anger and a burden
And right around the same time
Started noticing girls, but they wouldn't pay him any mind
And if they ever did, he got nervous
You should of seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss
Even though he was too young to hunt and gather
Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger
It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem
At 16, you only needed one on your team
And mom and dad was never getting back together
So he was on some "Baby, we gonna make it last forever"
Basically married right out of high school
Five years of getting high and fighting at a drive-thru
And when he hit 21, they made a son
But on his 22nd birthday, the relationship was done
Now he's got a best friend instead of a wife
But he feels like he stole the best years of her life
After that, it was one co-dependant to the next
A lot of love, a lot of hate and a little bit of great sex
Self-learning in between the self-loathing
Strangled in a cycle, can't feel yourself choking
Some of them would overlap, some of them would double-back
None of them deserved to be exposed to all the trouble that he posed
Strike one? Not even out of fear
He don't even do rough sex, you bite him and he's out of here
Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate
And he's attracted to the women that reciprocate
Y'all can kick karma 'till it's getting late
Until Mama's little drama is the topic of the big debate
And now a days the confidence is off the page
'Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage
He's only in town for a handful of hours
But Repunzel want to come down and dance in the flowers
Want to make a smile? want to make a laugh?
Want to make up for the mistakes in the past?
Want to act like he doesn't know better
If payback's a bitch he'll be in debt forever
Insecure, impatient
Temporary gratification, self-validation
That's what its made of it's all true
And it's the only reason that he's even talking to you
[Chorus x2]
You can try to fix my broken wings
You can know all the words to the songs I sing
But you don't need to know what's wrong with me
Unless you think you're gonna come home with me
[Chorus x2]
So he learned early on how to switch into low-key
Little person, observant and accurate
Grew the skills to argue and the passion to back it with
Kick over the blocks just to rebuild them
'Cause mom and pop used to pop, sound familiar?
Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurting
So we stepped up to help be an anger and a burden
And right around the same time
Started noticing girls, but they wouldn't pay him any mind
And if they ever did, he got nervous
You should of seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss
Even though he was too young to hunt and gather
Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger
It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem
At 16, you only needed one on your team
And mom and dad was never getting back together
So he was on some "Baby, we gonna make it last forever"
Basically married right out of high school
Five years of getting high and fighting at a drive-thru
And when he hit 21, they made a son
But on his 22nd birthday, the relationship was done
Now he's got a best friend instead of a wife
But he feels like he stole the best years of her life
After that, it was one co-dependant to the next
A lot of love, a lot of hate and a little bit of great sex
Self-learning in between the self-loathing
Strangled in a cycle, can't feel yourself choking
Some of them would overlap, some of them would double-back
None of them deserved to be exposed to all the trouble that he posed
Strike one? Not even out of fear
He don't even do rough sex, you bite him and he's out of here
Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate
And he's attracted to the women that reciprocate
Y'all can kick karma 'till it's getting late
Until Mama's little drama is the topic of the big debate
And now a days the confidence is off the page
'Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage
He's only in town for a handful of hours
But Repunzel want to come down and dance in the flowers
Want to make a smile? want to make a laugh?
Want to make up for the mistakes in the past?
Want to act like he doesn't know better
If payback's a bitch he'll be in debt forever
Insecure, impatient
Temporary gratification, self-validation
That's what its made of it's all true
And it's the only reason that he's even talking to you
[Chorus x2]
You can try to fix my broken wings
You can know all the words to the songs I sing
But you don't need to know what's wrong with me
Unless you think you're gonna come home with me
[Chorus x2]
Wild Wild Horses Lyrics – Atmosphere
He knew he wasn't perfect
But he always did his best to try to get under the surface
Not a saint, not a serpent
He just wanted everyone to be impressed with him as a person
So when she came along with the sunbeam
Self-esteem stopped making nothing out of somethings
Leaving the scene was unseen, I mean
It was the first time he ever felt the need to keep the gun clean
Do the math, he knew he had to choose a path
Got to get that girl, got to make her laugh
Got to shake the past and move forwards
Got to make this last, it feels gorgeous
But she had a lover in the mid-west
Never figured out how to get him off her thick chest
Just like that, everything is gone
He didn't want to but he had to learn the words so he could sing along
[Chorus]
Everything is all I have to give you
And I'm afraid it ain't enough
And you're not so young that you believe me
Just because I say it's love
And even if they come to steal you tomorrow
I'll know my smile was yours
Go ahead and chase your dreams and your freedom
Run, run wild wild horses
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses, no
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses
Sometimes it can be so nice, right?
Sometimes she feel herself turn into the wife type
And when it's dark, sometimes sees the nightlife
But most of the time she doesn't even feel lifelike
She got a man but he thinks he's a star
And it feels like she has to compete with the bar
She keeps up her guard but it seems so hard
Momma never told her she would see those scars
Every night he's out doing who knows whom
While she cries along like a new show tune
Last call past, is he coming home soon?
Or is he going to run away with the dish and the spoon?
She'll realize she don't want that clown
Leave those shoes at the lost and found
He won't catch on until she's not around
After somebody else already locked that down
(We sing)
[Chorus]
He didn't want her to see him leave
And he couldn't keep sitting there watching her sleep
Cause he knows if he hangs out for a few hours
He'll dig another hole, trying to plant some new flowers
But the sun don't shine under the table
He's trying to hold his life together with staples
No investment cause he's incapable
And he's on the outro of being labeled available
The word on the street is his girl's coming back home
No more alone, no more sad poems
No after-bar calls to the cell phone
It's time to walk a new path and grow a backbone
Shoved into the big book of just friends
Wondering how he would look as a husband
And everyone of them he ever allowed to love him
Now watching from the crowd trying to be proud of him
(They say)
[Chorus]
But he always did his best to try to get under the surface
Not a saint, not a serpent
He just wanted everyone to be impressed with him as a person
So when she came along with the sunbeam
Self-esteem stopped making nothing out of somethings
Leaving the scene was unseen, I mean
It was the first time he ever felt the need to keep the gun clean
Do the math, he knew he had to choose a path
Got to get that girl, got to make her laugh
Got to shake the past and move forwards
Got to make this last, it feels gorgeous
But she had a lover in the mid-west
Never figured out how to get him off her thick chest
Just like that, everything is gone
He didn't want to but he had to learn the words so he could sing along
[Chorus]
Everything is all I have to give you
And I'm afraid it ain't enough
And you're not so young that you believe me
Just because I say it's love
And even if they come to steal you tomorrow
I'll know my smile was yours
Go ahead and chase your dreams and your freedom
Run, run wild wild horses
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses, no
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses
Sometimes it can be so nice, right?
Sometimes she feel herself turn into the wife type
And when it's dark, sometimes sees the nightlife
But most of the time she doesn't even feel lifelike
She got a man but he thinks he's a star
And it feels like she has to compete with the bar
She keeps up her guard but it seems so hard
Momma never told her she would see those scars
Every night he's out doing who knows whom
While she cries along like a new show tune
Last call past, is he coming home soon?
Or is he going to run away with the dish and the spoon?
She'll realize she don't want that clown
Leave those shoes at the lost and found
He won't catch on until she's not around
After somebody else already locked that down
(We sing)
[Chorus]
He didn't want her to see him leave
And he couldn't keep sitting there watching her sleep
Cause he knows if he hangs out for a few hours
He'll dig another hole, trying to plant some new flowers
But the sun don't shine under the table
He's trying to hold his life together with staples
No investment cause he's incapable
And he's on the outro of being labeled available
The word on the street is his girl's coming back home
No more alone, no more sad poems
No after-bar calls to the cell phone
It's time to walk a new path and grow a backbone
Shoved into the big book of just friends
Wondering how he would look as a husband
And everyone of them he ever allowed to love him
Now watching from the crowd trying to be proud of him
(They say)
[Chorus]
Can't Break Lyrics – Atmosphere
He wanted to make a difference be understood right?
Wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life
Put some work on that wood jumped and took flight
Left his hand writin' in that book what that look like?
Happy mess is the reach touch and manifest it
Caught between respect your momma
And them battle weapons
Lost your adolescence at them intersections
Spread them wings
And you're gonna need some landin' lessons
The sun is gonna burn them feathers
Lost track of time tryin' to ride the bender
Used to have an agenda but really why remember?
Doesn't matter when your head's in
A bottle somewhere in tribeca
Or maybe you sedate it up in silverlake
Cheatin' fate first rate feelin' great
Tryin' to turn a first date
Into a friendly game of kill the snake
Can't wait to get her face against a pillow case
Progress that came with a cost
Rejoice for the rain that will wash
Multiple choice you can stay on that cross
Or grab it by the arms and break 'em off
The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want and i can't break away
If they buy it for you how you not gonna drink it?
If they fry it for you how you not gonna eat it?
If they throw it to you how you not gonna hold it?
Touch it taste it love it and f**k with it a moment?
Every city's the same scene gangrene
Vampire's lookin' at your veins fangs craving
Interchangeable hair similar name jeans
Faux-made take charge and late start playthings
It ain't harder to tell
They rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell
Now meet him at the bar 'cause it's part of the sell
Felt at peace leavin' pieces of his heart at hotels
Stepped in with his next new best friend
On the bed's edge loadin' up on the weapon
Tryin' to win big all bets in
Now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence
The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want
And i can't breakaway.
Wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life
Put some work on that wood jumped and took flight
Left his hand writin' in that book what that look like?
Happy mess is the reach touch and manifest it
Caught between respect your momma
And them battle weapons
Lost your adolescence at them intersections
Spread them wings
And you're gonna need some landin' lessons
The sun is gonna burn them feathers
Lost track of time tryin' to ride the bender
Used to have an agenda but really why remember?
Doesn't matter when your head's in
A bottle somewhere in tribeca
Or maybe you sedate it up in silverlake
Cheatin' fate first rate feelin' great
Tryin' to turn a first date
Into a friendly game of kill the snake
Can't wait to get her face against a pillow case
Progress that came with a cost
Rejoice for the rain that will wash
Multiple choice you can stay on that cross
Or grab it by the arms and break 'em off
The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want and i can't break away
If they buy it for you how you not gonna drink it?
If they fry it for you how you not gonna eat it?
If they throw it to you how you not gonna hold it?
Touch it taste it love it and f**k with it a moment?
Every city's the same scene gangrene
Vampire's lookin' at your veins fangs craving
Interchangeable hair similar name jeans
Faux-made take charge and late start playthings
It ain't harder to tell
They rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell
Now meet him at the bar 'cause it's part of the sell
Felt at peace leavin' pieces of his heart at hotels
Stepped in with his next new best friend
On the bed's edge loadin' up on the weapon
Tryin' to win big all bets in
Now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence
The wheels are stopped done so let me off
Deal the cards but already lost
Kill me now just to get applause
Steal the shot run and set it off
I feel and i fear and i want
And i can't breakaway.
The Waitress Lyrics – Atmosphere
[Slug - Verse 1]
A city full of people and my favorite is that waitress
And she treats me like some type of common vagrant
I see her everyday, but there's nothing to say
Unless I decide to step inside of that cafe
I only get to sit if I buy something to eat
Otherwise it's best to keep my feet moving down that street
And god damn she's a hard bitch
Talks at me like I'm the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You ain't got to tangle up the strings to make this puppet work
It doesn't have to be a game of patty cake
But it ain't like you don't know I sleep in that alleyway
And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
You're angry with your life, not a stranger to the fight
I bet you hate every man that you date
And you're probably addicted to all types of escape
You take it out on me that you're all alone
When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones
Watch the tone when you speak to old folks
I'm grown, just trying to get out of this Minnesota cold
[Spoken]
Look lady, I'm homeless, I'm crazy
I'm so hopeless I'm suicidal daily
If you and I can't co-exist, let's fake it
Cause I ain't got the energy it takes for this relationship
[Slug - Verse 2]
I'm waiting for a city bus to flatten me
And transport me to the ever after happily
Maybe reincarnated with luck
Come back to Earth as a cockroach in your tip cup
She said she's had it up to here
She's gonna call authorities if I don't disappear
I love her threats, it rejuvenates my breath
I give her stress for the reaction that it gets
I got a pocket full of clean, handled money
On a cup of bad coffee and a stale honey bun
In front of everyone she calls me bum
But she notices my absence on them afternoons I don't come
So here I am, thorn in her hip
Holding down the corner table all morning with some corn chips
Ignoring the insults and evil eyes
I feed off of 'em, I wonder when she'll realize
That she's the only reason I visit
The only woman in my world that acknowledges my existence
And if my ship ever comes, I'll miss it
Because I'm getting old and I ain't got much left to give it
So there it is and I have to live with it
I had the chance to make a difference, but I didn't
In the cafe bathroom drinking free tap water
Thinking: "Damn, I should've been a better father to my daughter"
A city full of people and my favorite is that waitress
And she treats me like some type of common vagrant
I see her everyday, but there's nothing to say
Unless I decide to step inside of that cafe
I only get to sit if I buy something to eat
Otherwise it's best to keep my feet moving down that street
And god damn she's a hard bitch
Talks at me like I'm the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You ain't got to tangle up the strings to make this puppet work
It doesn't have to be a game of patty cake
But it ain't like you don't know I sleep in that alleyway
And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
You're angry with your life, not a stranger to the fight
I bet you hate every man that you date
And you're probably addicted to all types of escape
You take it out on me that you're all alone
When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones
Watch the tone when you speak to old folks
I'm grown, just trying to get out of this Minnesota cold
[Spoken]
Look lady, I'm homeless, I'm crazy
I'm so hopeless I'm suicidal daily
If you and I can't co-exist, let's fake it
Cause I ain't got the energy it takes for this relationship
[Slug - Verse 2]
I'm waiting for a city bus to flatten me
And transport me to the ever after happily
Maybe reincarnated with luck
Come back to Earth as a cockroach in your tip cup
She said she's had it up to here
She's gonna call authorities if I don't disappear
I love her threats, it rejuvenates my breath
I give her stress for the reaction that it gets
I got a pocket full of clean, handled money
On a cup of bad coffee and a stale honey bun
In front of everyone she calls me bum
But she notices my absence on them afternoons I don't come
So here I am, thorn in her hip
Holding down the corner table all morning with some corn chips
Ignoring the insults and evil eyes
I feed off of 'em, I wonder when she'll realize
That she's the only reason I visit
The only woman in my world that acknowledges my existence
And if my ship ever comes, I'll miss it
Because I'm getting old and I ain't got much left to give it
So there it is and I have to live with it
I had the chance to make a difference, but I didn't
In the cafe bathroom drinking free tap water
Thinking: "Damn, I should've been a better father to my daughter"
In Her Music Box Lyrics – Atmosphere
She had a bad dream in the back seat
Same one as yesterday
Same one as last week
Surrounded by her favorite favorites
Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket
And that little Matchbox it looks just like Dad's car
It's fast on the leather, pretends its NASCAR
It jumps over Elmo 'cause it can fly that far
With Daddy in the front seat frontin' like a Rap star
And Girl oh Girl, Daddy's the greatest
He knows the words
To everything on the radio play list
He fakes the accents, even makes all the faces
And when he raises his voice
It makes her feel like he's famous
Yeah Poppa got his lean on, a mean one
Weavin' down the Lake Street tryin' to get his seen on
Stoppin' the whip to say somethin' out the window
Bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio
Good Daddy won't smoke no weed
Until the bass cradles her back to sleep
Then he can stake his mack while she takes a nap
To the sweet pretty sound of the gangster rap
Shh, the high hats are angel's voices
They keep her distracted
From the stranger's voices
Escape is a paradox
Because her childhood is locked in that music box
Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift
Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
Lay down in that music box
Escape in the sound of that music box
Yeah, Daddy knows people he's important
The guy with the suit and tie they see at the court
And it seems like he ain't tryin' to talk to police
But at the car wash they treat him
Like the star that she sees
They like Poppa's big wheels
And the lollipop she gets
Makes her feel like a big deal
Not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still
Like the toy that she knows is gonna come
With the Kid's Meal
She loves drive through food
Health conscious Dad, he buys her the juice
A little sip a soda builds the pride
Go ahead Baby Girl don't spill those fries
Nuh-Uh Poppa can't roll a messy office
Compulsive in the way
She lay them napkins all across the seat
Never puts her feet on the upholstery
Just kicks 'em side to side to the beat on the radio
She sings along like Dad does
She knows all the words but leaves out the bad ones
Except bitch, she always says the word bitch
Because it makes her Daddy laugh, it's her magic trick
And when Daddy picks Mommy up they fight
They fight about money, they fight about life
So she concentrates so so hard on the music
And loses herself inside of the bass and the movement
Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift
Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
Lay down in that music box
Escape in the sound of that music box
Turn that Buick off
Same one as yesterday
Same one as last week
Surrounded by her favorite favorites
Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket
And that little Matchbox it looks just like Dad's car
It's fast on the leather, pretends its NASCAR
It jumps over Elmo 'cause it can fly that far
With Daddy in the front seat frontin' like a Rap star
And Girl oh Girl, Daddy's the greatest
He knows the words
To everything on the radio play list
He fakes the accents, even makes all the faces
And when he raises his voice
It makes her feel like he's famous
Yeah Poppa got his lean on, a mean one
Weavin' down the Lake Street tryin' to get his seen on
Stoppin' the whip to say somethin' out the window
Bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio
Good Daddy won't smoke no weed
Until the bass cradles her back to sleep
Then he can stake his mack while she takes a nap
To the sweet pretty sound of the gangster rap
Shh, the high hats are angel's voices
They keep her distracted
From the stranger's voices
Escape is a paradox
Because her childhood is locked in that music box
Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift
Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
Lay down in that music box
Escape in the sound of that music box
Yeah, Daddy knows people he's important
The guy with the suit and tie they see at the court
And it seems like he ain't tryin' to talk to police
But at the car wash they treat him
Like the star that she sees
They like Poppa's big wheels
And the lollipop she gets
Makes her feel like a big deal
Not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still
Like the toy that she knows is gonna come
With the Kid's Meal
She loves drive through food
Health conscious Dad, he buys her the juice
A little sip a soda builds the pride
Go ahead Baby Girl don't spill those fries
Nuh-Uh Poppa can't roll a messy office
Compulsive in the way
She lay them napkins all across the seat
Never puts her feet on the upholstery
Just kicks 'em side to side to the beat on the radio
She sings along like Dad does
She knows all the words but leaves out the bad ones
Except bitch, she always says the word bitch
Because it makes her Daddy laugh, it's her magic trick
And when Daddy picks Mommy up they fight
They fight about money, they fight about life
So she concentrates so so hard on the music
And loses herself inside of the bass and the movement
Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift
Sweet dreams, sleep little precious
Lay down in that music box
Escape in the sound of that music box
Turn that Buick off
"Strictly Leakage" (2007)
YGM Lyrics – Atmosphere
Little Math You Lyrics – Atmosphere
Full Moon Lyrics – Atmosphere
The Things That Hate Us Lyrics – Atmosphere
Jewelry Lyrics – Atmosphere
Get It To Get Her Lyrics – Atmosphere
Domestic Dog Lyrics – Atmosphere
Crewed Up Lyrics – Atmosphere (feat. Stage One, St. Paul Slim, Muja Messiah, YZ, Brother Ali, Toki Wright, Blueprint)
What They Sitting For? Lyrics – Atmosphere
That's Not Beef, That's Pork Lyrics – Atmosphere
The Old Style Lyrics – Atmosphere (feat. Cuts by DJ Plain Ol' Bill)
You Played Yourself Lyrics – Atmosphere
Road To Riches Lyrics – Atmosphere (feat. Cuts by DJ Plain Ol' Bill)
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