"Sad Clown Bad Spring #12," by Atmosphere

Lyrics:

[Chorus: x2]
Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my right's I've left
Less one, just might lose breath

[Verse 1:]
A routine stop, that's what he called it
Registration, glovebox, license, wallet
There's blood on the drivers face and neck
So his police senses suspects it's a domestic
The girl looked like she took one to the eye
With his hand on the gun he says 'drop the keys outside'
Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why? '
Now the gun's coming out the holster, that's his reply
Passenger seat starts to scream
Like she ain't ever seen the same thing on the TV screen
'Mam - shut your motherfucking mouth
And sir - may I suggest that you unbuckle and get out'
Door opens, left leg touched down
Within a split second upper torso was on the ground
Like god damn, you could've snapped his spine
Pigs knee to the back, hog-tied by the swine
Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears
And the driver's on the concrete yelling and swearing
Officer got a little bit lost in the zone
It all took him back to childhood, home sweet home

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Doesn't understand the reasoning for being lenient
And won't give you the chance for anything but obediance
He got that from his drunk old man
Heavy-fisted bag of piss used to throw those hands
That's why he never goes easy on kids
He's got his own kids now, he knows exactly how it is
Now last week he caught his son smoking speed
So if you meet you might catch a couple broken teeth
Sometimes it can get so intense
Profiling the type that likes to put dick up in his princess
It used to be hippy's, then it was black dudes
Now she only fools around with loosers, with tattoos
Well fuck em all, get on the ground dirt ball
And sing hymns for the sins that protect and serve ya'll
Peace disturbed, eat that curve
Or you're looking down the barrel of steel made of nerves
Puts his life into his work and work back into life
So wife thinks he's a jerk
Ain't no tellin what them boots might do
If she leaves him for someone that looks like you

[Chorus]

Lyrics:

[Verse:]
He gave his baby boy a bath
Tub full of bubbles and toys for him to splash
Look at daddy, soapsuds moustache
Funny faces and voices, it makes the baby belly laugh
Dry him off, now you squeaky clean
And watch the water spiral down that drain
Wrap him in a towel so he doesn't get the shivers
Brush his hair, it seems to help it dry it quicker
Laid him on mommy and daddy's bed now that he's dry
And put a diaper on him, gave him his pacifier
Superman pyjamas, so tough
Innocent face full of unconditional love
Daddy picked him and rocked him slow
Never takes long for little guy's eyes to close
Dad's technique is different than your mother's
Never learned any lullabies, he sings Stevie Wonder's
There it is, steady breathing, sleep rhythm
Daddy sits and holds him just to listen for a minute
Daddy's hands are the meaning of security
And baby's hands are the evidence of purity
Thinking back to the day baby came
And how it changed the whole game, things ain't the same
Daddy had to stop running it crazy
Keep his ass in the home with the son and his lady
He was there for the birth and the first breath
Not gonna miss the first words or the first steps
Gonna keep the boy healthy and safe
And do his best to try to keep those tears off his face
Gave him a kiss, laid him in his crib
Turned out the lights, goodnight my little prince
That's how good daddy takes care of him
And then that good daddy goes downstairs to package heroine

Lyrics:

"Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style"

[Verse 1:]
He remembers a little bit of his childhood
Sometimes bad, sometimes good
But he never was one to blame today's grey sky on last week's rain
So he see's everything face value
Looks grim, it tastes bad too
There's nothing to do except dupe, push down the wall and get through it
I swear to god it's too stretched
Too easy to slip or lose steps
And the taller you are, the harder you fall
That's why a lot of us crawl
Mumma, please don't look now
I've gotta walk over people I've took down
It ain't as pretty as you probably think
It's gonna take more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow he'll drink to the guilt of
Every cheap wooden bridge that he's built
Bury those skeletons in his head
Til you pick him up and carry him to bed

"Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style"

[Verse 2:]
Swimming through alcohol and woman
Gets some gold spray paint for that lemon
Everything he's got is not a given
Rock bottom on the flipside of top billin
Not a victim, fuck the sympathy
Figure it out, and kill the bitch in me
Poor a little liquor out and call it a victory
They said the sky was limit free
No, don't trust none of these people
Won't give him enough to love me for me
So even when they welcome me into their kingdom
Can't bring self to believe them
It goes, folk hard tryna act like no flaw
Turn it up til it burns that stove top
Mr know it all, bad boy showoffs
Red lights, no stops
Mumma, this can't be the boy you raised me to be
The drama, depression
Afraid that it must be the daily in me that's crazy
Carry me home - take care of your baby

"Got to change my way of living
Got to change my style"

Don't wanna live like that, no
Don't wanna live like that, no

Lyrics:

Remember that time that I made you so mad
Last week right ha ha you know that
It's not like it's all that rare
So put it here and let me cherish the embarrassment
I realize I've been a dick head yes
And I respect how you question your investments
I take the plane but it ain't to be impressive
It feels like a cop out to label it lessons
I've been though the rain but I've put other people through a hurricane just to work the game
Some time I swim through so much shame
I think my little man's blessed that he didn't get my last name
And here you are right in front of me offering it all like tell me what you want from me
I wanna love you today and forever
Let me clear my through and rub my wings together

It goes: I'm not perfect but I'm this that and this
My hands are dirty and I'm this that and this
You've been searching for this that and this
Let's break the surface and make a little happy mess
[x2]

Whoo girl, you're the most beautiful thing I've seen
Enticing, exciting
Even the sound of your voice gotta nice ring
Ya seem like the type that might help me tighten up my pipe dreams
We can keep digging through this dirt
Team up, you and I against the universe
Think about it, What cha say to your self
You can wear my cape and I can play with your belt
The truth is there now
Stand with me, look into that mirror now
And tell me you don't see the same image
Gonna be a brand name babe once the rain is finished

It goes: I'm not perfect but I'm this that and this
My hands are dirty and I'm this that and this
You've been searching for this that and this
Let's break the surface and make a little happy mess
[x2]

I can't believe she got me on a ball and chain
It's not a complaint, I appreciate it
For all the dumb mistakes I make I'm surprised baby girl ain't threw me away
I never meant to hurt no one, I just want to stay productive till the work is done
I dance to a sertain drum, but when I fell off beat you didn't turn and run, no
You see me at my lowest low
You gave me sight when I had broken focus
With a smile that opens up like a rose bud
Even when it all seemed so fucking hopeless
And here you are right in front of me
Offering it all like tell me what you want from me
I want to thank you today and forever
Let's make a little happy mess together
You know

It goes: I'm not perfect but I'm this that and this
My hands are dirty and I'm this that and this
You've been searching for this that and this
Let's break the surface and make a little happy mess
[x2]

Lyrics:

Caught the bus at 5:06
That's in the AM for all you little trust fund kids
And it's a 45 minute trip
If she ain't in by six she'll catch another pink slip
And that's three and that means fired
A coffee thurmus in the purse to help her keep wired
The daycare where she drops the baby off
Thank god it's on the same block as the bus stop
At 5:30 she's half way there
And her back already hurts from the buses plastic chair
Live to work to live to work to live
Gotta feed the kid and give it all she's got to give
Plus she's trying to catch a little overtime
If she stays till four she could be home by five
Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route
And keeps her headphones loud
To drown everything out but the same old song

[Chorus: x2]
Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song!

Seemed like nobody even knew his name huh
If he dissapeared would they even see the blank spot
The only that kids that might notice are the ones who
Push him up and down the hallways and in the lunch room
Sometimes he looks at his bruises
And wants to come to school with a gun like them kids on news did
But naw man they don't deserve to die
He's the type that couldn't hurt a fly
I guess you get used to the life
Maybe that's why he refuses to cry
Takes it on the chin takes it in stride
What doesn't break you just makes you stronger right?
So he sits by himself on the school bus
Hoping that today he wouldn't have to put his dukes up
But just like any other here they come to fuck with his comfort
Can't wait for summer it's the same old song

[Chorus: x2]
Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song!

C'mon
Woke up at the taste of dawn
Where the cities bloodline starts to push it along
The generators on those public buses
Is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck in
I guess that's the chance you takin
When you camp out infront of that transfer station
And this town got no answers to chase
That's why he always sleeps near the transportation
Panhandleling
Transient
Freedom
Transplant
He ain't from this region
And when the win starts to whisper it's lips
He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the winter hits
Childhood dreams washed down the gutter
Both parents gone no sister's no brothers'
Weak memories
Strong paranoia
While the same song repeats in his head over and over and over and over it goes

[Chorus:]
Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song!

Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song! C'mon

Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song!

Run!
Oh not another day!
Not another day of the same old song! C'mon