I'm trying not to slip
been trying not to lose footing
loose lands keeps that pressure on my kicks
but when i fall i tend to land like a ton of bricks
stand like a man made of concrete and sediment like
-fuck- your skin
nobody needs it
thers bones muscle and blood
whats realer than fat and tendons
its raw no soft tissue to draw your eyes to it
so far flesh aint the truest at all
lets rip into it
we all sick of the missed shots
passed over like the last man picked no team so pissed off
thats not honesty
thats just soft curves got your world flipped
got you makin mixtapes for girls
and thats the skin again stretching itself so fluidly over these awkward ligaments
and i didnt shave today
i probly wont tomorrow when its safe to say i'm never gonna shed these extra,
yeah
[chorus]
So -fuck it-, back to the wall
crush it, laugh at 'em all
hush, let 'em try to find the beauty in your face
yeah, something more than a song
hating? aww come on
dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bassline
love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn things
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all
love it when love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn thing
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all
In us we trust
no rush for bucks no sweat just enough
them words from love
no hits i let the track stand like how it was written is how it hit me
or road cycle kids with the grip the skid fixees?
that let it roll like whatever
they kick that gingivitis
them rappers got the itis
catch me bumpin isis in a crisis stead of watchin yall countin lead sheep at the same time
whats the science of that
i know that it sweeps away the movement is at?
we in that coma capital spotless home team with hands steadily purexed but never quite clean
bloody as hell rarely will i care
[chorus]
-fuck it-,back to the wall
crush it, laugh at 'em all
hush, let 'em try to find the beauty in your face
yeah, something more than a song
hating? aww come on
dust, let 'em try to find the beauty in the bassline
love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn things
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all
love it when love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn thing
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all
