"When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold," by Atmosphere

Lyrics:

See I've been here for thirty-some years
Lookin' at myself in the same dirty mirror
So it ain't like I don't comprehend
Open that bottle, swallow that friend
No crime to take a little too much
Got time to drink away a few months
Got a little cocaine habit
But he says he only does it if somebody else has it
Go do that shit, do that shit, lady
She went vegetarian for the baby
Third trimester, I see the kid kick
She showed me outside when she gave me a cigarette
Shit, there's no way to measure it
Not every pony grows up to be a pegasus
Ya gotta let people be hypocrites
Count your blessin's and mind yo business

[Chorus: x2]
Stuck with yourself like the rest of us
Dirt gets done and then we back to dust
Runnin' in place
Sun in my face
Let me fly 'way
Heaven won't wait

Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday

Just tryna keep my mind on work
It's like that's the only way to love this life on Earth
It's like everyone takes number one in the race
'Cause we all keep runnin' in place
Here kitty kitty, can't train that fox
Must be drinkin' that name brand scotch
All of us cut from the same damn clothe
Some of us never cut the price tags off
She ended up on the pole
With her heels pointin' at her Jesus she used to know
Stripped her down to her naked body
We made her drown in a lake full of patriarchy
In between the pride and the misery
With the infinite supply of sympathy
Are these invisible walls that hold me
Like this goldfish bowl is the whole sea

[Chorus: x2]
Stuck with yourself like the rest of us
Dirt gets done and then we back to dust
Runnin' in place
Sun in my face
Let me fly 'way
Heaven won't wait

Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday
Heaven won't wait
Let me fly 'way
Get in my way
Everyday

Lyrics:

I know a guy with a rockstar life
but he still dont fly so hes mad at the sky
sits me down and kicks his wisdom
hes been around now give him a listen
seems like hes gotta lotta complaints bout now-a-days things aint the same
used to play some faith in the basement
a toast for the sky and those kids that he came with
cause they all on the same shit based on cutdown _
uptown stay strong
dont ever do a dance with the devil now
that smile is a sign that you're sellin out
judgement, gossip, ethics, lets just exploit all this excess
you can feel how he feels
to walk around town lookin down from them tall heels.
and who needs fame or fortune when you get the same love that the fame is snortin
future, so afraid of yours as you strayed from the course and you came up short
believe he would have more credibility if he wasnt just another drunk pill junkie
its obvious to me that hes still hungry for the superstars a little bad lucky
go ahead and get mad at god
point your fingers at your dad and at santa claus
listen all of yall its a sabatoge wouldnt look so bad with the bandage off

it goes one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take whatever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

i think its great how you used to be great
i cant hate on how you choose to relate
but i know that you had the potential
i understand why you wanted to let go
a lot of pressure in the middle of those shoulders
and we aint gettin nothin but older
aint nothin change but the day we run from
but nobody knows it better than you huh?

one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take whatever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take what ever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess

Lyrics:

This is for all those tricks and hoes,
from the five star rooms down to skid roe.
Whether you answer phones
or dance on poles,
big money escort,
or broke on a stroll.
He don't care about your stats or background,
he ain't picky once he puts his mac down.
Make you suck it all the way to the ass now,
cause all of y'all heifers are cash cows.
And at first it was just a little game,
had no idea that he was f**king with your brains.
When he was around you seemed mature,
he helped you calm down and feel secure. (sure)
He'd go get em when they still just kids,
give them some gifts, get on they lips.
Before they even get a chance to get hips
skinny pimp turned it down to a trick real quick.

Fly chick
Lie it
Gon' pay all day,
but won't ever get away
from skinny white pimp. (x2)

I know it feel like you can't live without him,
and you're still too embarrassed to tell your parents about him.
It's kinda crazy how he's on your mouth
every time you need a little bit of help you out
Ain't no kitten gonna play that shark.
Shake you down, make his mark.
Take you down, break your heart,
and don't give a damn for anything that came apart.
Some try anything to leave him,
soon some even put themselves in treatment.
Some get away but still gotta keep looking over they shoulder forever,
that ain't freedom.
Take his tax, makes you love it.
Same old trap,
but ain't you above it?
He'll beat yo ass in public,
now suck that skinny white pimp dick. (suck it)

Chorus (x2)

First thing you wake up to:
your pimp.
Don't forget to pay up to:
your pimp.
Get that money, give it here.
He'll keep a bitch in that stable for 50 years.
He ain't scared of the law or the cops,
got em paid off - some kind of trade off.
Gonna stay in the pocket
as long as the money stays long and the hands stay strong.
It's like you don't know a kid,
he's right there in your clothes and hair.
You gonna let him in your home,
I can smell his breath on this microphone.
Your lips taste like his dick,
I can always tell when he's been in your whip.
just want a vermilion trip,
now take your ass outside and go talk to your pimp.

chorus (x2)

Hey baby, I need to change.
On top of that I need to keep the change.
Mother f**kers put a filter on my brain,
all the cigarettes of the world get together and sing...

chorus (x2)

Lyrics:

She got a condition of the heart
A heart condition
So as a kid she had to adapt to smarter living
Not much room to rebel because of health
no drugs, no booze, just kiss and tell
well known on the scene
jailbait queen
had the first baby barely eighteen
father of the child was after one thing
when the daughter came the dad was unseen
it don't matter he aint got a job
so she had to go to work and leave the baby with her mom
second shift till the neck is stiff
but she worked it and built her own nest to live
soon after that baby's daddy slash lazy bum
with no cash he want to come over and crash
he want to play his part
so she let him move in to that garden level apartment
she knew better-she did it anyways
explain better when your trying to see some better days
the suns up catch those rays
butterfly style who's got chase

chorus:
but she still dreams after she woke
tight hold on that hope
sometimes it can seem so cold
do what you got to do to cope

X2

Two years later two months pregnant
Same daddy same broke ass situation
This time the doc said that her heart might break
Praise god that the job got her health benefits straight
she believes in the right to choice
but she loves baby girl and she wants a boy
makes more now a days on the day shift
balance that with night class
take some time and space and make it all fit
the apartment they now live in is overcrowded
raised her voice and made her point
told that boy go get employed
he put on his best shirt
said he wasn't coming back till he gets work
she knew what that part meant
so she swept every piece out that apartment
peace out keep out
take the scenic route
rather only have to feed three mouths
she adapts to everything know
and nobody asks what she dreams out

Chorus X 2

Little girl was the first reason to breathe
And the little man was the first man she believed in
She gotta live right and do right by self
She do for self she don't want your help
Afraid of being alone
But fear aint enough to knock her off of that stone
Gonna make that home her home
with or without a man that she can call her own
big boss at work is anxious
continues to hand her the wrong advances
she passes the test
she knew the answers
quit the job to go take a chance
with life
this is life we all scream
while we pray for dollars and we work for change
its all the same, we all struggle
sometimes you gotta say f**k you
when you smile and she doesn't return it
give her room and don't disturb it
if it makes it hurt less to curse and fight
go ahead and hate the world girl you've earned the right

chorus X3

Lyrics:

Naked in the bathtub
Sittin' on the porcelain
Waiting for that little hurricane to pull your torso in
The water don't run, just drips like rain
Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins
Fill it up
With a bag of that happy stuff
Cuz the way she runs out, you can tell she ain't had enough
Good times goddess
My goodness
Got finger nail polish autopilot foot prints
With a smile that's stitched to the fabric of bedtime tales and
Keep them tits out of the attic
The mouth of madness
Loud and manic
The motive of the bird going south on the Atmos'
Picture a hole
Put your hero in
Envision the gold
Now zero in
Been watching your night train track for the last few stops
With no desire to hop it
How did we end up in your apartment
Pocket full of gossip says this ain't smart
When it's all said and done, can't get restart
But I'll be damned if I don't wanna kiss you--
Hard

[chorus]
Shoulda known better not to f**k wit' you
Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
Lost in the rush don't know what to do
That drug got you like I want you

Shoulda known better not to f**k wit' you
Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
Lost in the rush don't know what to do
That drug got you like I want you

I've got a restraining order
Against Satan's daughter
And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamison and water
And when we get there
You can sit there and stare
From behind your mascara and your thick hair
I'm aware of that pain you harbor
The same negative game to the names you martyr
Apart from the details and substance and whatnot
That hunger of love pistol and gut rot
Bloodshot
Give me one shot, my shot
Hopped up on enough talk to make time stop
The lines of chalk that benjamin might cop
Killed the illustrations on the neighborhood sidewalks
Then all of a sudden she got silent
Pupils like marbles, hide behind the eyelids
Get away sticks go limping hole place
The smile sucked up most of her face
Truly you beat the scene so surreal
And each criticism becomes redeemed

Swallow my words
No more judgment it's true
Cuz you look like what I feel like when I'm with you

Shoulda known better not to f**k wit' you
Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
Lost in the rush don't know what to do
That drug got you like I want you

Shoulda known better not to f**k wit' you
Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
Lost in the rush don't know what to do
That drug got you like I want you

Lyrics:

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

You just got off work, huh?
Another night feeling like the worst one.
You didn't even count your tips yet,
But you can tell that it ain't no big step.
I don't see why you so nice to customers
They're all f**ks and low lives.
But don't fight, just keep the lip stiff
And get that money it's the weekend shift.
But why they all gotta be freaks.
Wish they would just eat and leave.
And keep they eyes to theyselves, already insecure, don't need any help.
But you can blame the pride that makes you hold your anger inside,
But deep down you wanna curse them all.
F**k off asshole jerk off dirt ball.

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

Now attitude check,
Still show up? You haven't quit yet?
And even when your meat gets sweet
They still treat you like a piece of meat. Huh.
Outrageous, each day this clock tick tock and you still a waitress.
Trying to pay them student loans
And the lights and the phone and the food and the home.
And you ain't quite broke but you couldn't afford that place on your own.
Gotta roommate, to split the rent with
Now you never feel independent.
And everything seems so hallow
Cause after work, where'd that smile go?
Better bring it back tomorrow.
Now, pick up the pace and you might make bar close.
Perfect, last call then some.
Flirtin', sexual tension.
Surfin', through them men
Cause they all searching for that bent one.
But just one to bend, and you look like you could be my friend.
With a smile like that, I gotta flirt.
Girl, you just look like you got off work.
Huh.. huh... huh...

You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know.
You love the people that love you.
You hear the music they move to.
You give your ode to the fall through.
But you don't know you don't know you don't know you don't know you.

Lyrics:

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
The pictures on the wall will all remain
And even though he's home now sounding safe
Surrounded by the faces that he place his faith
The images visit from the past he witnessed
Can't stay away from the memories, sticks with
each detail embedded in stone
like he chiseled stoves convictions into his bones
the progress stops and pauses spits and sputters
like the basement faucets
and it's obvious he's lost in his regrets,
you can smell it on his breath

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
but now the alcohol is gonna mother the pain
Tuck it away, no complaints just laying on his back on his
backyard under the rain
Take tomorrow but doesn't no how though for every swallow there's another to follow
He weaves his way throughout the story
looking for a new missing piece or a door key
Spirits used to be for celebration
But now they just take him away from the hell that's waiting
Re-up until it's three sheets up
and pick a place for the skeletons to meet up

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains
But if the oxygen escapes it'll smother the flames
No introduction doesn't speak his own name
Gonna beat them demons at they own game
The sunset rides to the end slow
Same song echoing outside of the window
You can't grow if the skin don't fit you
Sometimes you gotta get low just to get through
No inspiration left to do your best when,
nobody hates you more than you're reflection
Suffer the shame until it stuffs the drain
He's got two hands and a bucket of paint, come on

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Woke up to that familiar feelin', starin' at a unfamiliar ceilin'
Still got ya jeans on but you're topless, headache and the stomach feels nauseous
Grab your shirt off the bedroom floor, and try to recollect the night before
How'd ya get from the bar to this mattress, and when ya got here then what happened?
And where's the who that lives here in this house wanna figure out how'd ya get here
But the though got cut by nature find the bathroom the gut got anger
Here it comes can't avoid it ain't the first time throwin up in a strange toilet
Anyone else would leave but you you crawled back to the bed and fell back asleep

[Chorus]
All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

[Verse 2]
Woke up all alone with no friends, but you had to throw up again
Choke up the tears and the spit grab some tissue to wipe off your lips
And everything still spins, and then the chills begin and then the
God please kill me right now hits and you still don't know who's house this is
In between left over dry-heaves you're trying to check out your time piece and
You should call your job but first gotta turn this hangover off you dream that
It's just a dream until the phone in your pocket starts to scream shut it down
Don't wanna hear a sound heavy is the head that wears that crown now.

[Chorus]
All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

[Verse 3]
Hangover ain't a strong enough word, it don't describe what just occurred
Lookin' at a phone full of missed calls probably all the people that you pissed off
Everything seems so sour so you force yourself into the shower standin' up
Brings out the stars and the whole bathroom smells just like a dive bar
Can't do it, better sit, and let the tub be the catchers mitt lay down face down
Thank god whoever lives here ain't around now what you need is silence and
You don't want no one to see you like this maybe you don't recognize it but
This is your home this is where your life lives.

[Chorus]
All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

All we need is because, come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in your glass house

Lyrics:

I thought I saw you yesterday
But I didn't stop cause you was walking the opposite way
I guess I could have shouted out your name
But even if it was you I don't what I would say
We can sit and reminisce about the old school
Maybe share a cigarette because we both fools
Chop it up and compare perspectives
Life< Love< Stress< and Set backs
Yes'
You could tell me how hard you had it
And you could show me all the scares to back it
And we can analyze each complaint
Break it down and explain these mistakes I make
I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry
But you knew me back when i was a younger me
You've seen Sean in all types of life
And I've been meaning to ask you if I'm doing alright

(Chorus)
Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

I'm Shook
I know
I pushed when I should of pulled
Took it all back if I could I put that on my soul
And I would make a top notch good listener
If you could block off a little time out to give it here
Since we went our separate paths
I hit a couple of snags
That remind me of the past
I cant front I'm having a blast
But damned if I ain't afraid of how long its gonna last
Sitting here wishing we could kick it
Gimme your opinions I do miss the criticisms
I didn't mean to be distant
Make a visit
Ill wait up and keep the coffee brewing in the kitchen
But who am I jokin' with
Theres no way that you and I will ever get to re-open it

It doesn't matter this is more then love
And maybe if I'm lucky I'll see you out the conner of...

Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.

Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.

And when you left I didn't see it coming
I guess I slept it ain't like you was running
You crept out the front door slow
And I was so self-absorbed I didn't even know
And by the the time I looked up, it was booked up
You put it all behind you, the bad and the good stuff
A whole house full of dreams and steps
I think you'd be impressed with the pieces I kept
You disappeared but the history is still here
Thats why I try not to cry over split beer
I can't eve get mad that your gone
Leaving me probably the best thing you ever taught me
I'm sorry, its official
I was a fistful
I didn't keep it simple
Chip on the shoulder, anger in my veins
Had so much hatred, now it brings me to shame
Never thought about the world with out you
And I promise, I'll never say another bad word about you
I thought I saw you yesterday,
But I know it wasn't you, cause you passed away dad

Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you

Lyrics:

These warehouse wages
Kill the ends introduction
man I should have schooled it up
When I was younger should have stuck to plan
Always had the dreams of being more self assertive
And my kids a teenager now he needs the health insurance
So break my body
Break break my soul down
Just another zombie walking blindly through your ghost town
Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power
Aint nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour
But I don't want to go home yet
So I'm gonna talk to my cigarette
And that television set
It doesn't matter what brand or station
Anything to take away from the current situation

No overtime pay no holiday
Months behind on everything but the lottery
Went around the corner guaranteeing that my car died
Wifey having trouble trying to juggle both the part times
My cup aint close to filled up
We trying to build up so we can have enough
And when I finally get the color
There won't be nothing left to paint on
A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song

My better half is mad at making magic out of canned goods
My tax bracket status gotta questioning my man hood
My shorty got caught smoking weed at a concert
And if I smack em everybody treats me like a monster
My neighbors aint doing much better
And we making competition instead of sticking together
Cant save no nest egg in fact this nest is rented
In fact that rent is late, wait
The money aint here the raise aint coming
Just me and my son and that crazy woman
And those bartenders this whole f**king country
Got everybody swallowing that lunch meat
Maybe we can speed up the process
Kill me in my thirties in the name of progress
Put me in the dirt and then change the topic
Some time it seems like the only way to stop it
Contemplate my departure date
Doesn't take a lot to get a lot of us to talk this way
Take a shot at me that's all i'm obligated for
Apparently my only guarantee is a walk away

The only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for
The only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for
Cause death don't wait for no one
Sitting on your front door
The only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for
Cause death don't wait for no one
Sitting on your front door

Lyrics:

Yeah, the child in the mirror was homely
So he learned early on how to switch into low-key
Little person, observant and accurate
Grew the skills to argue and the passion to back it with
Kick over the blocks just to re-build them
'Cause mom and pop used to pop
Sound familiar?
Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurtin'
So we stepped up to help
Be an anger and a burden
And right around the same time
Started noticing girls, but they wouldn't pay him any mind
And if they ever did, he got nervous
You shoulda seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss
Even though he was too young to hunt and gather
Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger
It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem
At 16, you only needed one on your team
And mom and dad was never gettin' back together
So he was on some "Baby we gon' make it last forever"
Basically married right out of high school
Five years of gettin' high and fightin' at a drive-thru
And when he hit 21, they made a son
But on his 22nd birthday, their relationship was done
Now he's got a best friend instead of a wife
But he feels like he stole the best years of her life
After that, it was one co-dependant to the next
A lotta love, a lotta hate and a little bit of great sex
Self-learning in between the self-loathing
Strangled in a cycle
Can't feel yourself choking
Some of them would overlap
Some of them would double-back
None of them deserved to be exposed
To the trouble that he posed
Strike one? Not even out of fear
He don't even do rough sex
You bite him and he's outta here
Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate
And he's attracted to the women that reciprocate
Y'all can kick karma 'till it's getting late
Until Mama's little drama is the topic of the big debate
And nowadays the confidence is off the page
'Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage
He's only in town for a handful of hours
But Repunzel wanna come down and dance in the flowers
Wanna make a smile? Wanna make a laugh?
Wanna make up for the mistakes in the past?
Wanna act like he doesn't know better
If payback's a bitch he'll be in debt forever
Insecure, Impatient
Temporary gratification, self-validation
That's what its made of
It's all true and it's the only reason he's even talking to you

You can try to fix my broken wings
You can know all the words to the songs I sing
But you don't need to know what's wrong with me
Unless you think you're gonna come home with me [x2]

You can try to fix my broken wings
You can know all the words to the songs I sing
But you don't need to know what's wrong with me
Unless you think you're gonna come home with me [x2]

Lyrics:

He knew he wasn't perfect
But he always did his best to get under the surface
Not a saint, not a serpent
He just wanted everyone to be impressed with him as a person
So when she came along with the sunbeam
Self-esteem stopped making nothing outta somethings
Leaving the scene was unseen, I mean
It was the first time he ever felt the need to keep the gun clean
Do the math
He knew he had to choose a path
Gotta get that girl, gotta make her laugh
Gotta shake the past and move forwards
Gotta make this last, it feels gorgeous
But she had a lover in the mid-west
Never figured out how to get him off her thick chest
Just like that everything is gone
He didn't wanna but he had to learn the words so he could sing along

(Chorus:)
Everything is all I have to give you
And I'm afraid it ain't enough
And you're not so young that you believe me
Just because I say it's love
And even if they come to steal you tomorrow
I'll know my smile was yours
Go ahead and chase your dreams and your freedom
Run, run wild wild horses
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses, no
You can't tame these horses
You can't tame these horses

Sometimes it can be so nice, right?
Sometimes she feel herself turn into the wife type
And when it's dark, sometimes is the nightlife
But most of the time she doesn't even feel lifelike
She got a man but he thinks hes a star
And it feels like she has to compete with the bar
She keeps up her guard but it seems so hard
Momma never told her she would see those scars
Every night hes out doin who knows whom
While she cries along like a new show tune
Last call past, is he comin home soon?
Or is he gonna run away with the dish and the spoon?
She'll realize she don't want that clown
Leave those shoes at the lost and found
He wont catch on until shes not around
After somebody else already locked that down
We sing...

(chorus)

He didn't want her to see him leave
And he couldn't keep sittin there watchin her sleep
Cause he knows if he hangs out for a few hours
He'll dig another hole tryin to plant some new flowers
But the sun don't shine under the table
He's tryin to hold his life together with staples
No investment cause hes incapable
And hes on the outro of being labeled available
The word on the street is his girls comin back home
No more alone, no more sad poems
No after-bar calls to the cell phone
Its time to walk a new path and grow a backbone
Shoved into the big book of just friends
Wondering how he would look as a husband
And everyone of em he ever allowed to love him
Now watching from the crowd tryin to be proud of him
They say...

(chorus)

Lyrics:

He wanted to make a difference be understood right?
wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life
put some work on that wood jumped and took flight
left his hand writin' in that book what that look like?
happy mess is the reach touch and manifest it
caught between respect your momma
and them battle weapons
lost your adolescence at them intersections
spread them wings
and you're gonna need some landin' lessons
the sun is gonna burn them feathers
lost track of time tryin' to ride the bender
used to have an agenda but really why remember?
doesn't matter when your head's in
a bottle somewhere in tribeca
or maybe you sedate it up in silverlake
cheatin' fate first rate feelin' great
tryin' to turn a first date
into a friendly game of kill the snake
can't wait to get her face against a pillow case

progress that came with a cost
rejoice for the rain that will wash
multiple choice you can stay on that cross
or grab it by the arms and break 'em off

the wheels are stopped done so let me off
deal the cards but already lost
kill me now just to get applause
steal the shot run and set it off
i feel and i fear and i want and i can't break away

if they buy it for you how you not gonna drink it?
if they fry it for you how you not gonna eat it?
if they throw it to you how you not gonna hold it?
touch it taste it love it and f**k with it a moment?
every city's the same scene gangrene
vampire's lookin' at your veins fangs craving
interchangeable hair similar name jeans
faux-made take charge and late start playthings
it ain't harder to tell
they rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell
now meet him at the bar 'cause it's part of the sell
felt at peace leavin' pieces of his heart at hotels
stepped in with his next new best friend
on the bed's edge loadin' up on the weapon
tryin' to win big all bets in
now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence

the wheels are stopped done so let me off
deal the cards but already lost
kill me now just to get applause
steal the shot run and set it off
i feel and i fear and i want
and i can't breakaway.

Lyrics:

A city full of people and my favorite is that waitress
And she treats me like some type of common vagrant
I see her everyday, but there's nothing to say
Unless I decide to step inside of that cafe
I only get to sit if I buy something to eat
Otherwise it's best to keep my feet moving down that street
And god damn she's a hard bitch
Talks at me like I'm the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You ain't got to tangle up the strings to make this puppet work
It doesn't have to be a game of patty cake
But it ain't like you don't know I sleep in that alleyway
And by the way, I can see it in your eyes
You're angry with your life, not a stranger to the fight
I bet you hate every man that you date
And you're probably addicted to all types of escape
You take it out on me that you're all alone
When you know you got your own closet full of hollow bones
Watch the tone when you speak to old folks
I'm grown, just trying to get out of this Minnesota cold

Look lady, I'm homeless, I'm crazy
I'm so hopeless I'm suicidal daily
If you and I can't coexist, let's fake it
'Cause I ain't got the energy it takes for this relationship

I'm waiting for a city bus to flatten me
And transport me to the ever after happily
Maybe reincarnated with luck
Come back to Earth as a cockroach in your tip cup
She said she's had it up to here
She's gonna call authorities if I don't disappear
I love her threats, it rejuvenates my breath
I give her stress for the reaction that it gets
I got a pocket full of clean, handled money
On a cup of bad coffee and a stale honey bun
In front of everyone she calls me bum
But she notices my absence on them afternoons I don't come
So here I am, thorn in her hip
Holding down the corner table all morning with some corn chips
Ignoring the insults and evil eyes
I feed off of 'em, I wonder when she'll realize
That she's the only reason I visit
The only woman in my world that acknowledges my existence
And if my ship ever comes, I'll miss it
Because I'm getting old and I ain't got much left to give it
So there it is and I have to live with it
I had the chance to make a difference, but I didn't
In the cafe bathroom drinking free tap water
Thinking, damn, I should have been a better father to my daughter

Lyrics:

She had a bad dream in the back seat
the same one as yesterday, the same one as last week
surrounded by her favorite favorites,
elmo, barbie, her purple baby blanket
and that little match box looks just like dads car
its fast on the lever, pretends its nascar
it jumps over elmo cause it can fly that far
with daddy in the front seat frontin' like a rapstar

hey girl, oh girl daddys the greatest
he knows the words to everything on the radio playlist
he fakes the accent even makes all the faces
and when he raises his voice it makes him feel like he's famous

yea papa got his lean on
weavin down lake street tryin to get his scene on
stop in the whip to say somethin out the window
bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio
good daddy wont smoke no weed
until the bass cradles her back to sleep
but he can steak his mack while she takes a nap
to the sweet pretty sounds of the gangster rap
the high hats are angels voices
they keep her distracted from the strangest voices
escape is a paradox, because the childhood is locked in that music box

chorus:
daddys drive around, mommys work night shifts
sweet dreams, sleep little precious
lay down in that music box, escape in the sound of that music box
(x2)

yea, daddy knows people hes important
the guy with the suit and tie they see at the court
and it seems like he aint tryin to talk to police
but at the car wash they treat him like the star that she sees
they like papas big wheels
and the lollipop she gets makes her feel like a big deal
not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still
like the toy that she knows is gunna come with the kids meal

she loves drive-thru food
health conscious dad, he buys her the juice
a little sip of soda, builds the pride
go ahead baby girl dont spill those fries
nuh uh papa cant roll a messy office
compulsive in the way she laid them napkins all across the seat
never puts her feet up on the upholstery
just kicks em side to side to the beat .. on the radio
she sings along like dad does
she knows all the words but she leaves out the bad ones
except bitch, she always sings the word bitch
cause it makes her daddy laugh, its her magic trick

and when daddy picks mommy up they fight
they fights about money they fight about life
so she concentrates so so hard on the music
and loses herself inside of the bass and the movement

chorus (x2)

turn that buick off.

Lyrics:

So vanity sick
your so vanity sick
so vanity sick
your so

so shes a stone cold player
whatever old school cliche you want to label the flavor
and when they see her at the festivities
best believe yes indeed she gets
the lead
no suprise it threw you off
from the hair-do down to the boots and socks
and its okay that she blew you off
because a pony like thats got too much hop
soft smile but sips a stiff one
way ahead of the competition
no opposition are you kiddin'?
stop the wishin'
these other flops ain't got a pot to piss in
not tonight this is all you
all these neandertals wanna ball you
half 'em would die just to call you
cause they're confined behind the wall too
lets toast to the beautiful people
the ones that made you afraid to be you
the ones that trained you to hate your shell
the ones that sold you your favorite cell
i don't judge what shes made of
i never met the woman underneath that make up
too insecure to let you in that door
what you see is what you get gotta protect the core
so difficult not to invest
just my type over ripe and intense
so concerned with covering the flaws
im suprised that she doesn't expect applause
and each drink tastes so bittersweet
when that juke box just seems to hit repeat
its best to keep the interest discrete
with a handshake
maybe a kiss on the cheek
rethink she could get a little thicker
if she keeps shrinking to get a little figure
that smile is a warning sticker
im unavailable to play with your vanity sister

so vanity sick
your so vanity sick
so vanity sick
your so

so so

so vanity sick

so