1. |
roaches
01:58
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I want to set
This apartment
On fire
My desires
Seem simple
I don't know anymore
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2. |
Pastry
01:33
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[Chorus]
Walking around a police state
I was looking for a pop tart
Chocolate chip above the blood stain
Concrete’ll give you a rock heart
It might be a total accident
I might just end up a pop star
I be hoping they don’t kill me
If they do hope I got far
Fabricated wonderland
Place I do not understand
I was just trying to be
I don’t know the first thing about being the man
[Verse]
I always have a plan
My shit way way colder than Geneva
May just get you more turnt than a sativa
Double entendre when off of the reefer
I’m swimming on tracks like amphibious creatures
Many ideas get lost in the ether
So I’ll pull another one
Than have another one
Feeling like Icarus
Running into the sun
I’m moving double time
Hopping like double dutch
I want my Roses
And I want them Martine
Life in the dawn of a cashless regime
I don’t have time to explain what I mean
Catching me on the run
May just feel like a dream
omg
[Chorus]
Walking around a police state
I was looking for a pop tart
Chocolate chip above the blood stain
Concrete’ll give you a rock heart
It might be a total accident
I might just end up a pop star
I be hoping they don’t kill me
If they do hope I got far
Fabricated wonderland
Place I know I overstand
I was just trying to be
I don’t know the first thing about being the
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3. |
Funeral
02:47
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[Verse 1]
She told me
She wants to die
Outside of
The MoMA
When the leaves turn in fall
She told me
She’s in
The studio
Can’t take my calls
[Verse 2]
She told me
She wants to die
Outside of
The MoMA
When the leaves turn in fall
She told me
She’s in
The studio
Can’t take my calls
She told me
She wants to die
Inside of
The MoMA
When the leaves turn in fall
She said that
It would be grand
To hang her pride on walls
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4. |
money
01:46
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10:46 am
Don’t think about who it’s for
All I had was a dollar and a dream last night
Spent that dollar now all I have is a dream
I would tell you what I’m feeling
If I know it’s real
But something tells me you don’t care what I think
There’s a part of me that
Really really wants your love
But not sure if that’s the right thing we should do
Out of sight
Then out of mind
Out of pocket
Out of line
Out of patience
Out of time
Without a clue
I pray that you
Get home safely
All the world’s on fire
Illuminated
The paintings
You can see the signs
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5. |
Afraid (ft. Cat Francis)
01:20
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May be the end of
Backers and capital
Dehydration will
Turn our asses to animals
High key into cannibals
I see like I’m Hannibal
After Lasik
My fanciful daydreams
Of things beyond the basic
Leaving New York for a bit
My living fuck up
My spirit fucked up
I need to touch love
And not a plus one
But where the trust runs
After galleries
Shows
And functions
Probably need of everything I run from
I can’t
Confide
I can’t
Decide
Where we go from here my dear
Where we go from here my dear
I couldn’t tell you
I couldn’t sell you
No false ideas at all
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