emotional shit
Lyrics
Always with my friend imagination, but i miss my girl creativity
My pastor saw me painting question marks with my blood on scenes of the nativity
But it’s all good yo cuz i got my textbooks and the Bible
Fuck food and love, they say that they’re all i need for survival
My brain’s taking little nibbles, hoping one will disappear
The other’s casually whispering ultimatums in my left ear
And my right ear’s getting dicked, licked, and tricked by two guys
So how the fuck can i hear when she calls me cutey pie?
So the harder you dig, the more likely you’ll strike rock
Still waiting for the dryer to spit back out my white sock
I’d wear a black one and show off but it doesn’t match my high tops
Still trying to see things through with the vision of a cyclops
Mentally handicapped, even my adult inside me asks where the candy’s at
Crying for the bottle before switching off with my salad fork
I refuse to choose to spend or send one cent for my child support
Tis better to be worthless than to be just a dollar short
Swallowed my pride and the ocean when i followed the tide
Tried to float to the moon with a body that’s hollow inside
Teachers lied/ turns out the ozone made of glass not gas
But all i’ve got is this shovel to break through the dirt
So i’ll sink to the center, say bye, and pass through the earth
To escape the man on the moon making faces at me
But i refuse to laugh along, run my decathlon gladly
Blindfolded to my camera, but whatever makes you happy
HOOK:
The stars are glistening
So float away with the nicotine (x8)