lyrics
Yeah it hurts to care about you
Cause I'm always gonna doubt you,
Wtih the outro you let go,
Know I would never shout though.
I watch you walk a circle 'round my head and then cross it,
Like the zeros in your checking account when you lost it.
Now I'm tossin' my head up to right the reasons I'm fed up,
So let us let up on the leading on, keeping strong set up
this time, I write rhymes to try to focus on the future,
But the history she gives to me prevents my need to sooth her,
I'm the loser in the situation, too impatient,
Press down the frown with blades of green grass that I'm grazin'
And it's blatant that I'm blazin' through the only phase that's left anew,
How am I supposed to sacrifice the nicety for two.
I'm blue in every sense, and so I still pursue the sickness,
Find addiction in women, and withdrawal with quickness.
And the tickets ain't cheap, we pay with bloody money,
Everybody losing something through their strategy, it's kinda funny
The hunnies just hone in, their iris on bone sin,
Used to be a lot of fish, but now I dread the ocean.
Wave it over,
take a clover for some luck with the fuck,
And if the undertow ain't strong enough, then drop a couple bucks,
And hone in,
and zone out,
To pretend,
With no doubt
Just hone in,
and zone out,
To pretend,
With no doubt
See, I'm doubtless, undeniably about what I see sirening,
Aligning these viral dreams on the inside a me,
See I could be the greatest if I knew to delay this
Reckless behavior, I'd have waited to take ya
Now I understand the mannerisms coming from the anarchism,
Tanner livin', learn to win the game with the hand I"m given,
Driven to alleviate attachment that'll never fade
Orchestrate the hatred thatll make you leave, but I'll stay
So hone in,
and zone out,
To pretend,
With no doubt
Just hone in,
and zone out,
To pretend,
With no doubt.
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from
Psychonaut,
released January 31, 2012
Beat by J Dilla
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