Work In Progress by The Pica Beats Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You were the archer and I was the bow
Though it always seems to go
That I am the target as your gaze
Sweeps me against the wall
And into the pilot of a plane
Not just to run away
When I know you chase me down
Just to keep this jigsaw round
[Chorus]
Keep me from acting like a work in progress
And always pointing western
For the truth in all the vines
Well, they finally seem to intertwine
But I should've learned how this system's run
Before this cycle begun
And now we're a hundred generations below
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo
[Verse 2]
You were the knife that cut so deep
That I bled for fifty weeks
And I think I'm still bleeding now
But I've learned to get around
Learned how to poison all them pills
Cure all the earthly ills
Flat on my back against the slightest breeze
So I can wake up in the lakeshore reeds
[Chorus]
Keep me from acting like a work in progress
And always pointing western
For the truth in all the vines
Well, they finally seem to intertwine
But I should've learned how this system's run
Before this cycle begun
And now we're a hundred generations below
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo
[Outro]
You were the fabled arts, and I was the commoner
You were the dungeoness, and I was the widower
You were the populace, and I was hypocrisy
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo
You were the archer and I was the bow
Though it always seems to go
That I am the target as your gaze
Sweeps me against the wall
And into the pilot of a plane
Not just to run away
When I know you chase me down
Just to keep this jigsaw round
[Chorus]
Keep me from acting like a work in progress
And always pointing western
For the truth in all the vines
Well, they finally seem to intertwine
But I should've learned how this system's run
Before this cycle begun
And now we're a hundred generations below
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo
[Verse 2]
You were the knife that cut so deep
That I bled for fifty weeks
And I think I'm still bleeding now
But I've learned to get around
Learned how to poison all them pills
Cure all the earthly ills
Flat on my back against the slightest breeze
So I can wake up in the lakeshore reeds
[Chorus]
Keep me from acting like a work in progress
And always pointing western
For the truth in all the vines
Well, they finally seem to intertwine
But I should've learned how this system's run
Before this cycle begun
And now we're a hundred generations below
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo
[Outro]
You were the fabled arts, and I was the commoner
You were the dungeoness, and I was the widower
You were the populace, and I was hypocrisy
You were Anne Boleyn, and I was the buffalo