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Chain around the feet
Has demise
Come to take me over
Ever slowly?
How to pick apart the stars and sanctify the holy ground
Where to start
Imma split the rift I've seen my soul bleed
I haven't felt I've been home in a while
I haven't felt I've found home in a good time
Fence around the neck
My periscope at disadvantage
Imma dance around the standards
Censored in a second
Underdeveloped
Well, at least that's what Cobain had called it
Across the market I was never first of any product
Security to me was privilege, worth at any cost
I dove across the boards until I was a walking victim complex
I saved face regardless
How was it fair to be successful in so many parts when I could never set departments?
You had me question how the fuck was I considered artist
I never felt acceptance
I never felt reciprocated, all I felt was desperate
Well, was it my appearance?
Was I enough or was I nothing?
Too afraid to fall in love again
Was it a competition
Am I up to snuff
Or am I missing something am I someone am I worth it?
Never thought I could deserve it
Still the wake it carries on
Into the trenches, in the dirt
I spill my feelings to the earth
She held me in her arms I never felt this type of nourishment
She told me "never worry, don't run"
She could never get enough of me
I'd never have to travel far again
She would sing to me divine
She used to sing to me so beautifully the day that I arrived
Rib of the English man
Drip from the finger
If you're
Trying to kill me
That's a
One in a million chance
Drape from the dawn that towers over after red line
Drawn from the red line
Pardon the red light
Folded over hands in the laps and in the pockets there's no options for the flashes in the pan
With edges in your breaths
You let your maker know your name and where you land
What you make of many men
They tell of circumstance
I swear
The rain don't know me
Rain don't know my name
All that matters is you know my name
And the way you hold my face
It feels so different from the way I hold my aim
We cut across the open plain
I swear the rain don't know me
Rain don't know my name
All that matters is you wanted me to stay
And the way you touched my face when I had to get the strength to walk away
I'm so happy that you called my name
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