Puppets Lyrics – Atmosphere

I know a guy with the rock star life
But he stil don't fly so he's mad at the sky
He sits me down he kicks his wisdom
He's been around now give him a listen
Seems like he's got a lot of complaints
About how nowadays things ain't the same
Used to place some faith in the basement
A toast for this guy
And those kids that he came with
'cause they all on the same shit
Based on cut down placement
Uptown stay strong
Don't ever do a dance with the devil now
That smile is a sign that you're sellin now
Judgment gossip ethics
Let's just exploit all this excess
Then you feel how he feels
To walk around town
Lookin' down from them tall heels
And who needs fame or fortune
When you get the same love
That the fame is snortin?
Future so afraid of yours
That you strayed from the course
And you came up short
Believe he would have more credibility
If he wasn't just another drunk pill junkie
It's obvious to me that he's still hungry
For the superstars a little bad lucky
Go ahead and get mad at god
Point your fingers at your dad
And at santa claus
Listen all of y'all its a sabotage
Wouldn't look so bad with the bandage off
It goes

[Chorus]
One for the bar tab two for the shine
Let's go to your car do another line
Barely trust em their all puppets
Love is nothing scared of success
One for the bass two for the drums
Last call gonna take whatever comes
Barely trust 'em there all puppets
Love is nothing scared of success

I think it's great how you used to great
I can't hate on how you choose to relate
But i know that you had the potential
I understand why you wanted to let go
A lot of pressure
In the middle of those shoulders
And we ain't gettin nothin but older
Ain't nothin' changed
But the day we run from
But nobody knows that
Better than you huh?

[Chorus x2]

The Skinny Lyrics – Atmosphere

This is for all those tricks and hos
From the five-star rooms down to skid row
Whether you answer phones or dance on poles
Big money escort or broke on a strole
He don't care about your stats or background
He ain't picky once he puts his mac down
Make you suck it all the way to the ass now
Cause all of y'all heiffers are cash cows
And at first it was just a little game
Had no idea that he was fucking with your brains
When he was around you seemed mature
He helped you calm down and feel secure (sure)
He'd go get them when they still just kids
Give them some gifts, get on they lips
Before they even get a chance to get hips
Candy pimp turned it down to a trick real quick

[Chorus x2]
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Going pay all day
But won't ever get away
From skinny white pimp

I know it feel like you can't live without him
And you're still too embarrassed to tell your parents about him
It's kinda crazy how he's on your mouth
Every time you need a little bit of "help you out"
Ain't no kitten gonna play that sharp
Shake you down, make his mark
Take you down, break your heart
And don't give a damn for anything that came apart
Some try anything to leave him
Seen some even put themselves in treatment
Some get away but still gotta keep looking over they shoulder forever
That ain't freedom
Take his tax makes you love it
Same old trap, but ain't you above it?
He'll beat your ass in public
Now suck that skinny white pimp dick, suck it

[Chorus x2]

First thing you wake up to: your pimp
Don't forget to pay up to: your pimp
Get that money, give it here
He'll keep a bitch in that stable for 50 years
He ain't scared of the law or the cops
Got them paid off, some kind of trade off
Gonna stay in the pocket
As long as the money stays long and the hands stay strong
It's like you don't know a kid
He's right there in your clothes and hair
You never gonna let him in your home
I can smell his breath on this microphone
Your lips taste like his dick
I can always tell when he's been in your whip
You just one of a million, trick
Now take your ass outside and go talk to your pimp

[Chorus x2]

Hey baby I need to change
On top of that I need to keep the change
Mother fuckers put a filter on my brain
All the cigarettes of the world get together and sing...

[Chorus x2]

Dreamer Lyrics – Atmosphere

She gotta condition of the heart a heart condition
So as a kid she had to adapt to smarter livin'
Not much room to rebel because of health
No drugs no booze just kiss and tell
Well known on the scene jailbait queen
Had the first baby barely eighteen
Father of the child was after one thing
When the daughter came the dad was unseen
It don't matter he ain't got a job
So she had to go work
And leave the baby with her mom
Second shift 'til the neck is stiff
But she worked it and built her own nest to live
Soon after that baby's daddy
Lazy bum with no cash
He wanna come over and crash
He wanna play his part
So she let him move into that garden level apartment
She knew better she did it anyways
Explain better when you're tryin' to see some better days
The sun's up catch those rays
Butterflies now who's got chase?
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope
Two years later two months pregnant
Same daddy same broke ass situation
This time the doc said her heart might break
Praise god that the job got her health benefits straight
She believes in the right to choice
But she loves baby girl and she wants a boy
Makes more nowadays on the day shift
Balance that with night classes
Take some time and space and make it all fit
The apartment they now live in is overcrowded
Raised her voice and made her point
Told that boy go get employed
He put on his best shirt
Said he wasn't comin' back 'til he gets work
She knew what that part meant
So she swept ever y piece out that apartment
Peace out keep out take the scenic route
Rather only hafta feed three mouths
She adapts to everything now
And nobody asks what she dreams about
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope
Little girl was her first reason to breath
And her little man was the first man she believed in
She gotta live right and do right by self
She do for self she don't want your help
Afraid of being alone
But fear ain't enough to knock her off of that stone
Gonna make that home a home
With or without a man that she can call her own
Big boss at work is anxious
Continues to hand her the wrong advances
She passes the test she knew the answers
Quit the job to go take a chance with life
This is life we all strain
While we pray for dollars and we work for change
It's all the same we all struggle
Sometimes you gotta say fuck you
When you smile and she doesn't return it
Give her room and don't disturb it
If it makes it hurt less to curse and fight
Go ahead and hate the world girl you earned the right now
But she still dreams after she woke tight hold on that hope
Sometimes it can seem so cold do what you gotta do to cope

Shoulda Known Lyrics – Atmosphere

Naked in the bathtub, sittin' on the porcelin
Waitin for that little hurricane to pull your torso
And the water don't run; just drips like rain
Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins
Fill it up with a bag of that happy stuff
Cause the way she runs out you can tell she ain't had enough
Good times goddess, my goodness
Goth fingernail polish autopilot footprints
With a smile that's stitched to the fabric
Of bedtime tales that keep them kids out of the attic
The mouth of madness, loud and manic
The motive of the word, hold it south on the atlas
Picture a hole, put your hero in
Envision the goal, now zero in
Been watchin' your night train track for the last few stops
With no desire to hop in
How did we end up in your apartment?
Pocket full of gossip says this ain't smart
When it's all said and done can't hit restart
But I'll be damned if I don't wanna kiss you (hard)

[Chorus (x2)]
Shoulda known better not to fuck with you
Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
Lost in the rush, don't know what to do
That drug got you like I want you

I've got a restraining order against satan's daughter
And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamieson & water
And when we get there, just sit there and stare
From behind your mascara and your thick hair
I'm aware of that pain you harbor
The same that give game to the names you martyr
Apart from the details of substance and what not
I fucks wit that hunger of love pistol gut rot
Blodshot, gimme one shot, my shot
Propped up on enough talk to make the time stop
The lines of chalk that that Benjamin might cop
Killed the illustrations on them neighborhood sidewalk
Then all of a sudden she got silent
Pupils like marbles hide behind the eyelids
Getaway sticks, go limp in ?ho? place
That fucked up smile sucked up most her face
Truly beauty, seemed serene, each criticism becomes redeemed
Swollow my words no more judgement is through
Cause you look like what I feel like when i'm with you

[Chorus (x2)]

You Lyrics – Atmosphere

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

You just got off work, huh?
Another night feeling like the worst one.
You didn't even count your tips yet,
But you can tell that it ain't no big step.
I don't see why you so nice to customers
They're all fucks and low lives.
But don't fight, just keep the lip stiff
And get that money it's the weekend shift.
But why they all gotta be freaks.
Wish they would just eat and leave.
And keep they eyes to theyselves, already insecure, don't need any help.
But you can blame the pride that makes you hold your anger inside,
But deep down you wanna curse them all.
Fuck off asshole jerk off dirt ball.

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

Now attitude check,
Still show up? You haven't quit yet?
And even when you're meek and sweet
They still treat you like a piece of meat. Huh.
Outrageous, each day this clock tick tock and you still a waitress.
Trying to pay them student loans
And the lights and the phone and the food and the home.
And you ain't quite broke but you couldn't afford that place on your own.
Gotta roommate, to split the rent with
Now you never feel independent.
And everything seems so hallow
Cause after work, where'd that smile go?
Better bring it back tomorrow.
Now, pick up the pace and you might make bar close.
Perfect, last call then some.
Flirtin', sexual tension.
Surfin', through them men
Cause they all searching for that bent one.
But just one to bend, and you look like you could be my friend.
With a smile like that, I gotta flirt.
Girl, you just look like you got off work.
Huh.. huh... huh...

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

Painting Lyrics – Atmosphere

[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

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?

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

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]

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