Song Lyrics
I used to hang around with rappers at the root of the scene, each one seperately convinced
i view the rattling of sabers like a show to expose
Shit it s baffling, in a mess of obnoxious fantasy
I view the rattling of sabers like a show to expose, i think we re all a bunch of weirdos on a quest to belong, party over here
In a mess of obnoxious fantasy, i ll be over there Aesop, all it takes a couple sordid remarks
party over here
corrode a homie til his probity is notably ghost
The poker-faced, i used to hang around with rappers at the root of the scene
God almighty, all it takes a couple sordid remarks
I used to floss the albatross like daddy kane with the chain, the kid is comfortably numb
Made any mingling akin to being seasoned and stuffed, you would wobble round your momma like an infant gazelle, in a whistle and bell-o-rama
I ll be over there, steep in a self-imposed stockholm and lima in flux
You fuckin dorks ain t the leaders we need, all by myself
I used to floss the albatross like daddy kane with the chain, don t need no help
If i died in my apartment like a rat in a cage, party over here
The kid is comfortably numb, black mollies that dress up like piranha, all it takes a couple sordid remarks
we let the manticore out
it meant a lot to feel the fugitive community breathe
I ll be over there, there ain t a lesson we can learn from the ostensibly lost
I ain t even mad, corrode a homie til his probity is notably ghost
Don t need no help, you fuckin dorks ain t the leaders we need, the songs are echolocation up in impregnable fog
I think it s funny when defendants from identical haunts, i think it s funny when defendants from identical haunts
steep in a self-imposed stockholm and lima in flux
in a mess of obnoxious fantasy
All by myself, i m very voluntarily persona non grata Rock, we make the sorcery bark
Maybe an occupation popular with demons and ducks, maybe no one cares
routine a tedious crutch
all by myself
heavy load to bear
i used to floss the albatross like daddy kane with the chain
when braggadocio to go from mostly jokey to gross
Don t need no help, party over here, before the hobby was a jobby was a miniature hell
The poker-faced, i view the rattling of sabers like a show to expose, that s why it s odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws
insecurities exploding in emotional code
all by myself
they re sketching with da vinci s hands
i ll be over there
shit it s baffling
The kid is comfortably numb, that s why it s odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws
Heavy load to bear, all it takes a couple sordid remarks Dorks, it s a comedy
routine a tedious crutch