1. |
200+
02:02
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I know the bird that you're flying under dog
Regurgitated methods looking like they gettin' best of y'all
Monthly made contortionist
Fast lane performances
Porcelain don't crack when it hits the wall
Falling
Real falling
Hot hands don't catch for shit
Quit stalling
Books hitting harder than the earth, try to cross it
Heard it through a gucci laced purse now I'm coughing
Saw him change the floor on the way up
Elevator doors don't pay us
I ain't at the gate, I'm in the shoebox living
Oh I'm so fresh, yea I'm mint condition
Wanna put me on, wanna wear me out
I don't want your money, I just want a house
I just need a floor, I just want a couch
You can take the key and go fuck yourself
Wake me up out of the dust
200+ my life get spent
All for what, I'm feeling stuck
I hit the brick, didn't make a dent
Put me on, put me on, put me on
PUT ME ON
Oh they grasping like that huh?
Put me on, put me on, put me on
PUT ME ON
Oh they reaching like that
Wake me up out of the dust
My life get spent 200+
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2. |
Rest
00:35
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3. |
Hooks
01:22
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Whitney
She With me
She Trip me
Ay Britney
I'm Busy
Don't Fit me
I can't feel the floor
It's the caterpillar boy from the gutter field slop
Take a picture
Damn, they wanna get a snapshot
OH shit now I'm feeling it
Down with ya pencil
Bag it up, put in the back for ya mental
All these memories forgotten, but they affected me the same
Now that I got to this place thanks to some people without a name
Wonder if they would like me less as a recollection of faded text
Pages wrapped up to my neck, mistaken the smell for a breath
I see what it is from the inside
When my body shines, it's like white chalk outlines from the outside
Painting rooms in constellations
Wrinkles lingering debt
Paper cuts from swiping dust it always seems to collect
NOW OH shit now I'm feeling it
Soulja boy tell em
Hooks getting mucky cause I'm too quick to spell em
Now Rock With me
Now she don't fit me
Now I'm too busy falling, so I'm calling Britney
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4. |
Bugged
02:11
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All my outlets two prong
Ceiling leaky like the lips in it
New song on a script ----
Ears taking too long
To help pin it
Almost sounds too personal
The two-way mirror with no image
What's that?
What's good?
Heard the laugh track as I'm knocking on the wood
In my grandmas Cadillac I saw the shadows where I could
Wolf down illusions ziff the doctor said I should
Everbody's under water
But I don't think they notice (they do)
Don't know how to swim
What's the point, when I'm floating
Baby come on in, sweep me over, sweet erosion
Tell me something important
I'll tell where I'm going
How I'm living
How I'm rowing
Skull soaked in blue light
Flesh scratched like ideas
Tongue soggy to the bite
Speech stocked like ikea
Watching monrings turn to night within minutes
This almost sounds too personal
The two-way mirror with no image
Fucked up again
Said the same thing last week
Think I hear harmonicas, my life is getting jazzy
Everything's surround sound
Footsteps, they harassing me
Bashing me
Fascinating pieces of a tapestry
My trust getting weak
Apex, I'ma peak
Shaking like mmm mm mmm
They covered in sheets
Like puddy in teeth
Eat it up like mmm mmm
I'm seeing theme songs
Hard to speak, my teeth gone
It's that that time of season
So I put it on
Put it on
Put it on words
What's that?
Nah fool
I'm me
Where they at?
Fall asleep
For a week
What's it means
Oh I'm bugged
Nah I'm beat
On repeat
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5. |
January Corridor
00:30
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6. |
DBTD-Pilot
01:39
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I thought it was important
It turns out I'm still learning
I meant to be the pilot not the model
Lens distorted
I saw you yesterday, it's rocked something inside my head
It must of been getting fed for the last 4 years
For the last
For the last 4 years
For the last
For the last 6 years
For the last
For the last 8
9, 10, 11, 12
Fuck it, guess I'm by myself
Thoughts I thought I needed 'till I let go
Blow
I said it how I said it cuz I said so
Wow
In a grocery aisle, it's raining down asbestos
Smiling like we never met be-fore
Seeing you around
So many places familiar but with new buildings, can't locate
Myself in relation to details that are filling out your face
So many shapes and bright colors, but none of these flavors can hold weight
Nothing's around
Nostalgia of this replaced as a mistake
Don't RUN
Don't RUN
Knew one day my time and age would be what comes and gets me
Back when I was 14 writing rhymes on windows XP
Like accept it or not
Accept it or not
It happened
It happens
It'll happen again
Sometimes I really think I got a choice in the matter
Put it back on the shelf as if it's ever gonna happen
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7. |
My Room In 8
02:12
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Can't capture the moment but I know how to re-tell it
Remember when, I put it in, no living since
Put it in my pocket till it's old and then I throw it
What it is, so innocent, reaching the end
I'm just thinking about you
Never wanna spend another minute with you
But I'm feeling lonely, so I'm thinking about you
I don't know your face
Just know your name
I just stay the same
Never moving
When I'm lonely need reminders that...
I don't know your face
Just know your name
I just stay the same
Never moving
When I'm lonely need reminders that...
Everything we had is a has been
Like it never happened
But it really did and it's weird
And I'm sorry
Even tho it doesn't matter
I'm so fucking selfish
It's just really lonely in here
I'm just thinking about you
Never wanna spend another minute with you
But I'm feeling lonely, so I'm thinking about you....
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8. |
Shih Tzu Alarm Clock
00:49
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9. |
909-D.eathT.ape
01:12
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