Lyrics:
Everyone loves ascending fourths
Everyone loves ascending fourths
Oh oh
The paintings of orthodox monks on the wall
Watch Markus spill ink freely
a large glacier, temper shorter than a fourth grader
Painting pictures like a art major
I stay wit Ace like a card player, wish a nigga would like some bark
Sunset's painting up the sky
There's something in my eye why am I crying?
It's the fourth of July
Friends come up to me and say
"It's gonna be your
Alone with the morning burnin' red
On the canvas in my head
Painting a picture of you and me
Driving across country
In a dusty old RV
Just
away a couple of shrooms
The second was licking his feet and didn't see
The third knew something was up but didn't say a word
And the fourth, well
I'm painting pictures boy I feel like Van Gogh
Feel like Mozart with the keys when He play Piano
Yeah
I brush em off boy I feel like Van Gogh
Bet
Beautiful painting by God
Oh yeah (Mhm)
Its the only thing I want
Its the only thing I need
(Yeah yeah)
But I got to paint it to see it
I'm winning,
the fourth within all seasons
Now I see you!
Oh the beauty of furnace faith
The fires around me
Can never out-burn you
Your love Lord is so much more than
Packin' my suitcase wit' banners and signs
Blue and red lights like the Fourth of July
Roaches on fire rise into the sky
Don't care bout your color
and Fourth what the fuck are you even fighting for
The right to identify as thinner
The right to label everyone as istismphobes
The right to shackle speech in
telling lies pinocchio
Painting them pictures Picasso
Getting them digits is all i know 2x)
Step in the bitch Picasso
Pockets fat like wario
Circle small
Breathes
So many faces, Eyes decaying
Wax on the walls but what am I painting
Walking for hours
My life is a beach like the sand in my shoes
From
become the best experience
You'll ever go through, The Fourth Reich the
Liberal left don't understand politics and I
Vigorously mean that with all
tightened between our hearts
Colors painting her eyes in the dark
Murals in the sky
Tears rolling down my cheek
Another summer love by my side
This Fourth
sweet melody that I can sing along
The beauty in your eyes, sparks fourth of July
Just thinking, that you're my next song
My next song
Everything you're
Alone with the morning burnin' red
On the canvas in my head
Painting a picture of you and me
Driving across country
In a dusty old RV
Just
Deja Vu
I be so damn sick of seeing you
Falling on your own sins
Yeah cuz I feel like I've seen this
Painting pictures to pretense
Deja Vu
I be so
road rage
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings overall the same
A
On highways ripe with road rage
Cages a win, cages a tin, that bounce all around
Surround sound
Devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all
Subliminal gangrene paintings overall the same thing
Sing-song karaoke copy madness
Break bones verbally with sticks-and-stone tactics
Fourth dimension,
A
On highways, bright with road rage
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
A
On highways, bright with road rage
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
The Judas I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ
You murdered and stole his religion, and painting him white
Translated in psychologically tainted
One, two, three, four
One, two, three
Asbury Park
In a sublet, I'm renting
I got a new job
I'm out painting houses
The sun on my neck
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