All Day Breakfast by King Komodo Lyrics
(Hook x2) I have no use for the time
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like
(Verse 2)
It’s always morning to me
Haven’t risen from my crypt in the morning in weeks
Nowhere to be but shit, it’s like quarter to three
Roll outta the sheets, start distorting the street
And I know I got some ticks I should pay back
Mates who’ll complain that “where’s the cash for the other days blaze at”
On some Samuel Gage ain’t even phased, gap
Might go suss some Cody’s or a box of mavvys mate stat
Perhaps I’ll head to the pad I was at last Friday
Half empties on the table but fuck, they’re still mine aye
Skull these ones and the other other ones til the brother becomes mind sideways’d
Catch me stumbling into to trouble like fuck it I’m fine... wait
Okay I’m a mess, but I’ve always been a mess in fact
Gave all my darts away, 'spose I’ll go suss myself an extra pack
You could catch me in the club freestyling over every track
Fuck I’m a piece, no wonder no one text me back
(Hook x 2)
I have no use for the time/
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind/
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high/
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like
(Verse 2)
I’m aces, face it, basically the wasted god
Die at the bar and come back to life like Jason Todd
Every days a new day to waste some dosh and sail it off
I’m stacking the deck, so I’m always gonna play the pot
Of greed, let’s you pick up two cards
Ones get out of jail free, and the other summons a new zard
This one might not be such a stuttering fool, nah
Probably still a wreck with a couple of screws halved
Can’t hold it together, nah oath, these rowdy nights have no effect
Screaming til my throat gives out, I’ll never go to bed
This is my brain on drugs, I overcooked the eggs
I show up like Dirty Harry but I leave like Jonah Hex
I confess, I’m like a scratched CD that skips and repeats
Lose my funds every payday without missing a beat
Am I making friends or is this shit a disease
Ajax spray and wipe this grease-ball til he’s officially clean
(Hook x 4)
I have no use for the time
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like
(Verse 2)
It’s always morning to me
Haven’t risen from my crypt in the morning in weeks
Nowhere to be but shit, it’s like quarter to three
Roll outta the sheets, start distorting the street
And I know I got some ticks I should pay back
Mates who’ll complain that “where’s the cash for the other days blaze at”
On some Samuel Gage ain’t even phased, gap
Might go suss some Cody’s or a box of mavvys mate stat
Perhaps I’ll head to the pad I was at last Friday
Half empties on the table but fuck, they’re still mine aye
Skull these ones and the other other ones til the brother becomes mind sideways’d
Catch me stumbling into to trouble like fuck it I’m fine... wait
Okay I’m a mess, but I’ve always been a mess in fact
Gave all my darts away, 'spose I’ll go suss myself an extra pack
You could catch me in the club freestyling over every track
Fuck I’m a piece, no wonder no one text me back
(Hook x 2)
I have no use for the time/
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind/
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high/
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like
(Verse 2)
I’m aces, face it, basically the wasted god
Die at the bar and come back to life like Jason Todd
Every days a new day to waste some dosh and sail it off
I’m stacking the deck, so I’m always gonna play the pot
Of greed, let’s you pick up two cards
Ones get out of jail free, and the other summons a new zard
This one might not be such a stuttering fool, nah
Probably still a wreck with a couple of screws halved
Can’t hold it together, nah oath, these rowdy nights have no effect
Screaming til my throat gives out, I’ll never go to bed
This is my brain on drugs, I overcooked the eggs
I show up like Dirty Harry but I leave like Jonah Hex
I confess, I’m like a scratched CD that skips and repeats
Lose my funds every payday without missing a beat
Am I making friends or is this shit a disease
Ajax spray and wipe this grease-ball til he’s officially clean
(Hook x 4)
I have no use for the time
Rise, then consume and start losing my mind
Days into weeks, spent 52 of them high
All Day Breakfast, you can choose what you like