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clouded
04:42
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i don’t know me outside this head
you reminded me of what I thought free meant
and so we made a friendship out of finding out who we are
and i’ve stopped trying since you told me i’m only what i want
that ain’t me
so could you call me over without the bitter hesitation to place your money where your mouth is
all my thoughts are clouded but i can still say i’m bout it soon as my head gon cave in
and if i had the chance to remake all my decisions well i wouldn’t take it
cos you got me fucked up but if i don’t use this as agency i’ll never change
breath easy
but sincerely it’s my fault
been chasing the answer to what it is we want
and i ain’t found out yet
but i’ll wait for the right time
gotta few bad voices i might lie
so just tell me if you’ve had enough
i don’t want you stressed out
so i pray to god the best of me is showing when I’m with you
gotta a ways to go my eyes are open is that an issue
and i’m prone to show a lack of potent
it's like fuck my indecision I need to restore my focus
cos I’ve been wasted on myself i’ll just let you know
ain’t past mistakes that i made, i don’t let it go
i can’t forget anything need you to hold me over once again
i take you everywhere with me
waiting for a day to arrive
cos i can think i’m on fire
every time you burn out my eyes
so call me over without the bitter hesitation to place your money where your mouth is
all my thoughts are clouded but i can still say i’m bout it soon as my head gon cave in
and if i had the chance to remake all my decisions well i wouldn’t take it
cos you got me fucked up but if i don’t use this as agency i’ll never change
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veldt
03:27
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wait
they tell me i’m way too manic
too busy stanning brockhampton and killing choruses
i don’t need to retort
you should consider upping your standards
or grab your stolen romantic
you can’t compare what’s present to what’s in store
i’m done asking when the pain gonna stop
all these first impressions got me too afraid to talk
so i’ma say just what i thought
there is no expression on the face of god
and please don’t lay me in your box
coffins make me lazy and in hell i wanna spark
don’t wanna wake up in the dark
there is no expression on the face of god
on your spine like a little cousin
but take my sweet time when i spit a dozen
people ask if this my prime, peek a couple doors right, on sight, only will be stunting
i just gotta put my mind to something
pretend i practice on the dollar but you know i’m bluffing
money is time, but who needs to pay when a divine 4 minutes and 59 gonna save me
weight fades
that’s a moral slate
need a mother re-motivating with cordial hate
ain’t no story, cater to the allegory like a hero's ballad with nothing but a belated date
zero status with a bullcat bureau
i’m on that full cap quiero
i spiraled down to pose here and say
if i’ma get it no novocaine
better bring the gang with me i’m a sober man
i can’t take my time
still it’s been confusing tryna make up my mind
is this illusion trying to live in your eyes
but lived through it when my voice arose
the path is littered with hurdles taller than coffee
i avoided loads of problems in that skinny body
but my purpose is more than calling my fault
write in homage
that’s a whole lot
god knows, i promise i’m gon grow from the hate
i feel the love when it goes away
while you’re too golden to care about our decay
wait
they tell me i’m way too manic
too busy stanning brockhampton and killing choruses
i don’t need to retort
you should consider upping your standards
or grab your stolen romantic
you can’t compare what’s present to what’s in store
and that’s automatic
i gotta have it
ain’t so static
i’m foreshadowing
it’s about to happen
you mad cos i got the advantage no shock tactics
make reckless abandon a torch against dogmatic
i’m done asking when the pain gonna stop
all these first impressions got me too afraid to talk
so i’ma say just what i thought
there is no expression on the face of god
and please don’t lay me in your box
coffins make me lazy and in hell i wanna spark
don’t wanna wake up in the dark
there is no expression on the face of god
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