HOPE I'L BE GONE BY TOMORROW

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ADAM HOULIND

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Now look at the ocean
Look at the sea
Falling in deep
No love in "der Spree"
Bought you the lotion
forced expulsion
Standing outside
Falling in love with the potion
Ain't found no cat in the hat
Nah I'm looking at a puddle
Rainy days be the best days
When you envision us boutta cuddle

Got pictures of us together
Bright weather
Chains in the ground
Keeping us still
No feather

To fly, wit'
Fly up above
Crash into the sky

On the ground
Bleeding to death, yeah
Goodbye

Passing 'round the ball
Until reaches me
Now I'm a pass away
Definitely only inside
'Cause I got to work today
Work on myself, work my heart
Full of pebbles, too many to discard
Look at my scarf, it all be blue
Personality and all of my shoes

Hope I'll be gone, tomorrow
Hope I'll be gone, tomorrow
Hope you'll be down, tomorrow
It wasn't my fault, no sorrow

Listen to the raspiness in my voice
Or should I call it noise
Ain't watching no ant hill on the tv
Or some woman called fucking Joyce

I be screaming within in my own frames
Picture's hanging on the wall
Thrown down the trash side
Now the bareness gives me joy

Escape the rally of your voices
Leading me down the uncanny
I know it was, I know it was me
Now I'm stuck in the cold-hearted valley

They be like "you you you"
I was looking all confused
Touch the canon, it has no fuse
Now I'm fumbling to find an excuse

Rhodes chords, piano medleys to match
Don't light no fucking match
Cover it in gasoline first
Now give me the match

Cause I don't need it, yeah
I don't need, yeah, before I'm okay
I just want your words to prove that
Shit won't go away

Hope I'll be gone, tomorrow
Hope I'll be gone, tomorrow
Hope you'll be down, tomorrow
It wasn't my fault, no sorrow

Who the f*ck am I meeting?
Who the hell am I greeting?
Who the f*ck will I talk to
Who'll take part in all the bleeding
Who do I need to warn
Who do I need to help off the thorn
This ain't place for enjoyment
Get your head off that porn

Feeling so scrambled
Yet I'm chilling by the pool
Swinging through the jungle
Nah I'm sitting by the pool
I just wanna do so many things at once
You couldn't even fucking imagine
Gun in my hand
Don't worry you won't leave here stranded

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