Lyrics:
The weight of it all falls on you
Who will be the one to listen when it's time to listen?
Who will be the one to miss you when you go missing?
Well, I do.
a
A Beautiful mess
She drinks to be the person she wants
Wakes up not remembering anything at all
She's two different people
Who she is and who she wants
Smart phone
Dumb person
Lifeless drone
Somethings missing
Swipe right
Try your luck
Modern day Snow White
Casual fuck
Social media
No privacy
Smile
him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered
Then Macavity's not there
He's outwardly respectable, I know
He cheats
of a personal rejuvenation, redemption and scrubification
As told by the great Shaggy 2 Dope!
Grand Papi, was a World War II vet
And I found his bazooka set
to be me
You'll never be in doubt that's what it's all about
You can't take me for granted and smile
Count the days I'm gone, forget reachin' me by phone
Feeling used but I’m
Still missing you
And I can, see the end of this
Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips and now
Feeling used but I’m
Still
life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person and makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked
like waves
Upstairs cradle there's no baby there to save
Missing Mr.
Missing my sister
What I was was a poster
Now I stay a sunlight stain
Sometimes it
more blurred
She asked what I meant by that as she stirred
I told her about the money and what had occurred
With it goin' missing from the living
What if we went to Italy
A suitcase of books and one bag a piece for the summer?
I don't speak a word of Italian
Except for Campari and soda for
every chance you had
By passing on the "normal"
We're taking a 2Walk
Just the two of us
We're taking a 2Walk
But one day we will grow apart
And off you're
I will see you in a week or two
It's late, you better get going.
Take care of yourself and call anytime,
You feel, that you're missing me!
I
One, two...
One, two-One,two...
Yo!
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle
I'm countin' money in the jungle
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like
think what a happened to me
I wound up getting rolled in an alley and missing all of my ID
Chorus:
Two Jerry Jeff's are in this world,
Both using one ID
'm missing out the punch line
Unless this hanging noose is fitted to be all mine
I stood by everything I loved
While you never understood me much
As much as
I feel like coming 2 you
Crossing the oceans
Just to be by ur side
I'm still uncertainly
Scared
Coz I know if you won't be mine
I still
for
I wanna file a missing person's report
And I don't know what I want
I'm stabbing in the dark
I'm feeling aimless and increasingly lost
Some days I
spread a carpet for my fee
we’re just crumbling human beings
august is not as it seems
red paintings always scared me
a person missing from the scene
'm missing out the punch line
Unless this hanging noose is fitted to be all mine
I stood by everything I loved
While you never understood me much
I'm riding on a see-saw
No easy by-way
Mustn't let the day go
Wasting on the highway of life
All my life
I'm feeling unclean
My stomach is
Ya made me nervous, slim!
I left for two months
Came back
Rolling my own cigarettes
Intoxicated by the bleach on my head
The submarine pen's
waist, rusted metal plates with a black dress
Cease and desist, oily face
Printed on my mattress, meds missing from my cabinet
I can’t have this, I can’t,
It feels good to be thought of as a person
Not as a personality
When I create my music
I feel like an instrument of nature
I wonder what delight
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