Late Breaks by Wool See Lyrics
[Intro]
I just don't think you understand what you're asking for
That's all
[Verse 1]
You don’t want honesty
This can get brutal as a blunt force trauma scene
Honestly
Brutal as the bondage carved like lovers' initials on a tree
In this sham of democracy
Shaming on all y’all deceiving
As for me, I’m not half of the man I’m tryna be
Or musician, I barely stepped a few inches in front of me
Long ways to go, guess I’m a wanna be
Wayward on my oddisee, lotta havoc, no prodigy (RIP)
Technology draining all my chi
It's a double-edged commodity, screen stealing a lot of sleep
But I’m Able to PUSH through it
And hit pads like where the froggish leap
Should delete every app except iMaschine (That's my shit)
But I’m addicted to this IG feed, thirst traps, and dank memes
Dang, my eyes are bleeding (Hey, you)
Have you studied optometry?
And theology?
Long shot, but see
This astigmatism is more stigmata seeming
By the minute, visions of crucifixions are haunting me
My palms springing a leak from nails, no carpentry
Wails throughout my dreams
Not orcas, but the awful screams of conscious beings
Tortured by more conscious beings, tortured by their consciousness
Resorting to some monstrous deeds
Look with your eyes open, forced like Clockwork Orange scene
You See it? I've seen it
[Hook]
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options
[Verse 2]
Bleak truth behind the dark arts
A preview what’s on his parched heart
This game sick like Jigsaw thought it
Swift to discard who plays it like a Skarsguard
En guard, won’t catch me off, or see scars caused
By when the claws marred him, made a martyr
Belly of the beast, my parlor
So welcome card sharks, place your bets
Attempt to intercept what fate has authored
Odds are, star crossed, Celestial X
Still going straight to where the spots marked, treasure chest
And maybe it’s a set up, possible
But that’s what the cyanide in the jaw's for
Gestapo closing in, I cut the job short
Last resort, first me and the fire power charge forth
If that fail, me and the higher power talk for a second
I disclose I’m sorry for pain I’ve inflicted
On the names I’m protecting at all costs
[Hook]
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options
I just don't think you understand what you're asking for
That's all
[Verse 1]
You don’t want honesty
This can get brutal as a blunt force trauma scene
Honestly
Brutal as the bondage carved like lovers' initials on a tree
In this sham of democracy
Shaming on all y’all deceiving
As for me, I’m not half of the man I’m tryna be
Or musician, I barely stepped a few inches in front of me
Long ways to go, guess I’m a wanna be
Wayward on my oddisee, lotta havoc, no prodigy (RIP)
Technology draining all my chi
It's a double-edged commodity, screen stealing a lot of sleep
But I’m Able to PUSH through it
And hit pads like where the froggish leap
Should delete every app except iMaschine (That's my shit)
But I’m addicted to this IG feed, thirst traps, and dank memes
Dang, my eyes are bleeding (Hey, you)
Have you studied optometry?
And theology?
Long shot, but see
This astigmatism is more stigmata seeming
By the minute, visions of crucifixions are haunting me
My palms springing a leak from nails, no carpentry
Wails throughout my dreams
Not orcas, but the awful screams of conscious beings
Tortured by more conscious beings, tortured by their consciousness
Resorting to some monstrous deeds
Look with your eyes open, forced like Clockwork Orange scene
You See it? I've seen it
[Hook]
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options
[Verse 2]
Bleak truth behind the dark arts
A preview what’s on his parched heart
This game sick like Jigsaw thought it
Swift to discard who plays it like a Skarsguard
En guard, won’t catch me off, or see scars caused
By when the claws marred him, made a martyr
Belly of the beast, my parlor
So welcome card sharks, place your bets
Attempt to intercept what fate has authored
Odds are, star crossed, Celestial X
Still going straight to where the spots marked, treasure chest
And maybe it’s a set up, possible
But that’s what the cyanide in the jaw's for
Gestapo closing in, I cut the job short
Last resort, first me and the fire power charge forth
If that fail, me and the higher power talk for a second
I disclose I’m sorry for pain I’ve inflicted
On the names I’m protecting at all costs
[Hook]
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options
Seen too many signs
For the end not to be nigh
I can’t deny
Seen it too many times
Another poor soul's dust to bite
Force quit, yeah, it’s crossed my mind
Suic-I have options