Wake up wanting This is your message You struck deep what most find hard to reach Well god damnit you want me But you don't get so involved I'll do what
I am It's such a sad eclipse, fired sure as a bullet Such a tatter, on a chest that will not happen I take a chance, to be taken away a And suddenly
walls And every soulless face Seems to me a drowning fate Cut slow they say Think of a better way to count your hours There's a problem with the sky
morning war has started I want out, or else severed These ties to me forever I won't let anyone pull me from this bed It won't work, the legs quiver A
It's neither touch nor taste But silvery lines, the cute friendly face I'll stand You'll withdraw Take me and I'm right on What words sound the best
Lover undo me For weeks I've waited for your return My head down Eyes to the ground My guess is a sure thing You won't be back Thank you for a month
The taste of you left in my mouth Is Mississippi done yet burning? Sick sounds like stomach's stinging I search out, but you cannot be found A red horizon
addictions lost There's no time to notice Or how I'll match up to you (the state of cringing) And every weekend spent Just condescending In lieu of truth (building a better
ok) Don't let them injure you Further away (further away) Smile you can't help but show Somewhere someday (somewhere someday) Don't let them injure you Such a
Hold me up to the brightest light Where you've made me all but blind And your scheming fingertips Dance across my shoulder blades This evening's got
a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I got a better way Ready, set,
Recess east test life's ever given me a plus graded by a teacher in a sweet dress yes i'm literly Landel Lewis with a kick and a snare kick flip in the
running like Forrest when he broke his braces, pa Scold a nigga like a pile of hot chocolate Before I eat her, I belong on a bitch cartridge Niggas kill
score. He turned into a side street and the lake wind hit him like a knife. Cab stop just ahead under a streetlight. Boy got out with a suitcase. Thin
like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling
Cause I see a lot of fakers, lost dream chasers pushin'navigator But you're still a perpetrader, Wanna be a gladiator, pseudoterminator, But you's a noninnovator
me, just a rebel looking for a place to be So let's Kick, and Push, and Coast [Verse 2] Uh, uh ,uh My man got a lil older became a better roller (yea
