souvenir

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this tracks samples/interpolates the song "Souvenir" by Reading band Sleep Room - You can f with those boys here: www.sleep-room.com

lyrics

[verse 1]

drinking vodka from a barrell. my apparell is a black cloak
see the devil's face in a looking glass, and a cracked note
forming on a cross built 4 me, going across mine/
maggots organsie me to work with them, but I cross vines
telling pretty ladies love is magic, to attract looks
contraband and graphics r touched upon, in a rap hook
u come apart if in ur heart lack, courage and hard tact
lonely r moments following hard raps
my attention is defficient plus,
efficient cuts to my vocal chords leaves every colour enriching us
i listen now unto the old songs
that at seven hold on, to me impatiently wish4 cold ones
i leave from work early, use to cut from class to
holding on to feelings of anger previously passed thru
but in my version the events were better, i'd send a letter
the reply was essentially never

[hook]

rap lyrics, forcefield
tell em to come baby and force wheels
spinning in dark baby of course we’ll
never be apart late

[verse 2]

cuz when im lonely these eyes appearing they’re steel blue
trapped inside a stare i cant break apart so I just peel thru
locked inside a nightly glow dedicated to search and mix
pick up and them get get picked off as slowly I wanna perfect fix
i don't mind the passion, poetry in wine boats
no brain and no chewing gum found in here the design close
cuz when im stuck with parts, of what we’ve never been,
stuck inside a winter of christmases on an evergreen
i wasnt cycling home, in every night late
filling up the pages with scribbles and I'd describe lakes
jumping leagues under the first wave, and it's words wave
midnight is dancing from on the first break
to the last, im not sure if this I'll pass thru
ticket on the counter is torn, im missing that too
its you whose staring at me, maybe i stare back
sashes on the gown in a scarlet colour’s the bare fact