Dream sequence by Too Birds Lyrics
[Hook: Realname]
I’m on a roll
The myth of sisyphus
With a pummelling boulder
I’m getting older
I should get a better job but I got a catapult to load up
And fuck with the world with
Cause I’m never over
I wake up in a coma
I juggle it all till i’m fucking it all up
I cannot control it
[V1: Teether]
Fuck you mean lighten up?
They hostile
And I can't even leave the house without lighting up
The shit I've seen could cut holes in fences
And I'm left drenched, from smashing my skull into a desk
Walk with me, sowing seeds, drained of everything
Took what I need, now I leave behind scattered sheets of paper
And most these fools are leeches
Regurgitating teachings on their humble pie
Wonder why you're leaving shit for later
Thank God for that saviour
'Cause I could never save myself
Every damn song another cry for help
Oh well, I guess I'll take the L this time
But know I'm leaving here with a sense of purpose
Imperfections such a curse
But what you certain about?
A couple flowers on the grave
Plenty dust and no tear stains
Everything remains the damn same
You a damn shame
[Hook: Realname]
I’m on a roll
The myth of sisyphus
With a pummelling boulder
I’m getting older
I should get a better job but I got a catapult to load up
And fuck with the world with
Cause I’m never over
I wake up in a coma
I juggle it all till i’m fucking it all up
I cannot control it
[V2: Realname]
I slip in and out of it
Chasing the end of the alphabet never get why
Trust me I tried
Skimming the outer stretches till I open my eyes
Frozen in time, deep under the boulders in ice
Shoulders turn I’m so cold it burns
I don’t get no calls returned
I already sold them shit twice
Using tricks so old I get five percent off when I owe them the price
So indecisive from asshole to the nice kid
When the moment expires, I
Tally up all the smiles, it’s so many lies
‘Till i’m overly mild
And i’m over deciding
Roll with the tide
Hope it’s the right choice body
Wind up in suspension, souls tied up in intentions
Choke on a typhoid rotten like crust on the benches
All the while, heads in a wormhole taking notes on the alternate dimensions
When I come to my senses it’s too late for decisions
Stuck on the fences for all of my life, oh
Alone on a tightrope
Phoning it in, hoping the line holds
I’ve been told when the lights go it’s all against all, so I might ghost
And let all of you pressure putting pussy footing pricks
Figure it out while I fly close to the sun, fishing for sliced throats
I’ll get old and I’ll die an all for what?
I just followed the lines and swallowed my pride
And died hollow inside
I’m solemnly tired
Giving an ounce of myself to every nine hours
Slip in and out of it chasing the end of the alphabet
But I never get why
But why else
I’m on a roll
[Outro: Teether]
Fuck it, I'm gonna roll up
To expel the missing images
Developing extra senses extending sentences
Still no mentions
Now it's renting fences to smoke inside
Hotbox just to hide in it
I've been on my inside shit
Plenty of petty fucking problems here
And I cannot resolve em
I’m on a roll
The myth of sisyphus
With a pummelling boulder
I’m getting older
I should get a better job but I got a catapult to load up
And fuck with the world with
Cause I’m never over
I wake up in a coma
I juggle it all till i’m fucking it all up
I cannot control it
[V1: Teether]
Fuck you mean lighten up?
They hostile
And I can't even leave the house without lighting up
The shit I've seen could cut holes in fences
And I'm left drenched, from smashing my skull into a desk
Walk with me, sowing seeds, drained of everything
Took what I need, now I leave behind scattered sheets of paper
And most these fools are leeches
Regurgitating teachings on their humble pie
Wonder why you're leaving shit for later
Thank God for that saviour
'Cause I could never save myself
Every damn song another cry for help
Oh well, I guess I'll take the L this time
But know I'm leaving here with a sense of purpose
Imperfections such a curse
But what you certain about?
A couple flowers on the grave
Plenty dust and no tear stains
Everything remains the damn same
You a damn shame
[Hook: Realname]
I’m on a roll
The myth of sisyphus
With a pummelling boulder
I’m getting older
I should get a better job but I got a catapult to load up
And fuck with the world with
Cause I’m never over
I wake up in a coma
I juggle it all till i’m fucking it all up
I cannot control it
[V2: Realname]
I slip in and out of it
Chasing the end of the alphabet never get why
Trust me I tried
Skimming the outer stretches till I open my eyes
Frozen in time, deep under the boulders in ice
Shoulders turn I’m so cold it burns
I don’t get no calls returned
I already sold them shit twice
Using tricks so old I get five percent off when I owe them the price
So indecisive from asshole to the nice kid
When the moment expires, I
Tally up all the smiles, it’s so many lies
‘Till i’m overly mild
And i’m over deciding
Roll with the tide
Hope it’s the right choice body
Wind up in suspension, souls tied up in intentions
Choke on a typhoid rotten like crust on the benches
All the while, heads in a wormhole taking notes on the alternate dimensions
When I come to my senses it’s too late for decisions
Stuck on the fences for all of my life, oh
Alone on a tightrope
Phoning it in, hoping the line holds
I’ve been told when the lights go it’s all against all, so I might ghost
And let all of you pressure putting pussy footing pricks
Figure it out while I fly close to the sun, fishing for sliced throats
I’ll get old and I’ll die an all for what?
I just followed the lines and swallowed my pride
And died hollow inside
I’m solemnly tired
Giving an ounce of myself to every nine hours
Slip in and out of it chasing the end of the alphabet
But I never get why
But why else
I’m on a roll
[Outro: Teether]
Fuck it, I'm gonna roll up
To expel the missing images
Developing extra senses extending sentences
Still no mentions
Now it's renting fences to smoke inside
Hotbox just to hide in it
I've been on my inside shit
Plenty of petty fucking problems here
And I cannot resolve em