You keep taking a little more than I can give/ searching for a fix certain shit could switch/ the pixels degrade as we slip in the hazy flick/ pick where you wanna stop and ill start to dig/ put a shovel to the gravel battle with my tolerance/ a moderate discomfort like please quit hollering/ collared to a dollar it's eating all my confidence/ sprawled on your ottoman stalled off kolonapin/ take a sniff of the only gift I found on the way/ foggy days where the godly waste ate into your face/ things will stay the same were not brave enough to change/ chained by the brain shirts matching bloodstains/ I watched you tap at the thing keeping you alive/ would have given my life if the light could survive/but my pretty little bride is not alright/ and we both can see the night creeping sickly in your eyes/
Don't save me I can't help it
Cause this love of ours feels so selfish
Oh but your helpless I can't help
This love of ours feels so selfish
I need more than I figure you kept in reserve/ a blurb if our demise kept us out the burbs/ a curt greeting from police you push poison down your purse/ I recite like verse that were only here to burn/ gasoline in the fabric that kept us out the elements/ an elephant standing elegant as we're peddling/ meddling with the sediment dirt remains relevant/ intelligence couldn't save us from the future so menacing/ but the past was a lash to our back keep moving/ we losing the only thing that spared us the illusions/ use what you can there's no room for improvement/ proving love was never a solution/ scale the walls maiden lay in what we did/ build a bridge over troubled water then turn it to a ditch/ stitch the list of reasons we believe that we exist/ into a short skit with a shit plot to entertain the kids
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024