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Memory Balloons
03:25
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Time to think about the place you’ll lay when you have died
Time to ponder all the options, casket, plot and price.
Will a bench be made and put where you had loved to walk?
Will 100 words be wrote to sum your essence up?
In the thick of night, I pray that ghosts are real.
In the thick of night I dream and actually feel
God forbid I actually tear up while awake
Fear the force at which my world would surely shake
Kind of fun to know at least that’s where we’ll all end up
In a mound of dirt or burnt to merely dirt itself
and What customs will we keep to pay you your homage?
Will I tie balloons to your tomb when your birthday comes?
Will I write an op-ed, get it published in the Star?
‘Bout that stupid piece of shit who caused you so much harm
Take his stethoscope and hang him by the neck, too far?
Burn his p.h.d and slash the tires of his car
No one knows a thing about this cruel eclipse
Used to walk 10 K, but now it hurts to sit
Motionless, you yearned to move, but lost your hip
Wonder if all failing bodies feel like this?
Patience, scoffs the reaper, fingers ‘round your throat.
You’re a fighter, but I fear you’ve missed the boat.
If the cancer doesn’t kill you, then the drugs will
Stomached this before, but now you’ve had your fill.
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If I were to come out the closet
I'm sure that my father would reach down my throat
Tear out the baby inside me
And tear out my heart cause it is his investment
Does he do it to protect some ideal?
Re-up on my spouse's prescription
I am the sole harbinger of her insulin
I dutifully suffer through marriage
I dutifully wait by my family’s deathbed
Pick up a stranger and blow him
Cause duty should never infringe on your secrets
If my father could he'd haunt my spirit
So I know to keep it guarded
Do I do it to protect some ideal?
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God Graced Man Machine
02:35
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One more tyrant
One more liar broke
Beat his skull in
Until he became woke
Don’t stop now though
Persist until we’ve won
Defend your values
We know they weigh a ton
Evil stops for me
Watch me triumph
Outwit the lesser foe
Flex my rhetoric
When I go toe to toe
With those bigots
Those over privileged scum
God graced man machine
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Jail My Son
04:04
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I was the only man in my life
They jailed my son, my only one
I have felt a guilt that you could never understand
To fail my son, act fast and run
If I’d put up a fuss - foot down - or made a mess
I woulda landed with him in the bin at best
At worst I would have landed in the bin all alone
Then would it have been worth it? I really don’t know
I do believe in growth and rebuilding from the shit
My son believed it better. He's the one that paid for it
My son believed it better. He’s the one that paid for it
And luck, it only came in the shape of a plane
And luck it only choose, the ones prepared to lose
A man who makes a man leaves two (That’s untrue)
Cause if you lose the second one you lose your title too
I was the only man in my life exactly twice
I do believe he’ll make it - I really do, I really do, I really want to be the one to see it through
But when I'm under fire I am wholly powerless
And luck, it only came in the shape of a plane
And luck it only choose, the ones prepared to lose
I was the only man in my life
I have felt a guilt that you could never understand
I failed my son
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Felt a Guilt
01:06
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Joshua Greets Death
02:39
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If he comes
Death can suck my thumb
My body’s broke
But my soul can pump iron
Watch me keep a smile
While my world crumbles
Hopeful, but I’m not thick
My pain is not unique
The bell will clang
And I should hang his coat
We’ll feast on lamb
Delicious honey puffs
And he’ll proclaim
You’ve been a good man, but…
Illness maims
And I deserve a cut
Been here for a while
I’m not selfish
If he wants me now, well
He can have me
I’m not afraid
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Surface Love
03:39
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Plagued by the notion
There comes a time when you’ll be swept away by the ocean
If I don’t fend it off with my bucket
Collecting drop by drop by drop by drip by drop
Wait just a minute
I need to pause this fucked disaster
Scared of losing you
You’re scared of losing me too
And I know you try hard
To keep me far from worry
But I’ve got some questions
A bucketful, an ocean’s worth
They’re ready to spill out
Before your memory’s a mystery
To me
I’ll never find all the answers in time
Thinking my love is just on the surface
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Cherish Everything
04:05
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Am I doing right?
Better than my twin?
He’s the sort of coward with the lights down dim
Who switches off the noise
And eases when the bath runs
Who lose himself to salts and to loves-to-come
I will find my cause
I am nothing like him
Me I won’t be singing in the shower till I’m dead
And rid of nauseous guilt
And thanked by humble children
After we tear up the laws that suck
Do you cherish everything?
Cause I feel fearful in the face of cherishing
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The Good Truth
06:30
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Please throw away the door
it is bad it opens poor and I think the cleaner air would be better for sure
Sure acting like a boy
You reject, you deploy
Every tactic that you know
Every lowest blow
Quit blockin out room
I got plans, happening soon
Cross your eyes till I'm a blur
Cross your ears, I can't be heard
Cross my heart, hope to die
I got kids with lives
And they'd love to see me too
I’ve got nothing else to prove
Violence, violence, what a bore
Border cop got a cold sore
Violence violence violence
Languages, language you got yours
You got violence in store
Shuv me lemme lick the floor
Keep your love in the indoors
And never loose your lover
Language, language, language use
All that I got is the good truth
Bet as a child you were full with a zeal for the law
Bet on the playground - on the ground as a boy -you’d protect them all
And when every second day when those shitheads came your way and beat your ass good
And when the shit shit heads got you down, you’d be found -
Inside the cave you forever hide in
Violence, violence, what a bore
Border cop got a cold sore
Violence violence violence
Languages, language you got yours
You got violence in store
Shuv me lemme lick the floor
Keep your love in the indoors
And never loose your lover
Language, language, language use
All that I got is the good truth
Violence violence what a trap
You need something to stab at
I’m your easy target
Foaming, sheltered and confused
Till I come to the rescue
To save you from the things that you don't understand
To tokenize the face of what you don’t understand
I know you feel safer when you don’t understand
You stop me cause I’m something that you don’t understand
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