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Langolier's Banquet

 

Langolier's Banquet

(album: This Was Tomorrow - 2012)


Right now I'm feeling like I can't lose
I been trying to make a cheque like 1-2
But every second day I'm in a dark mood
So everything I say when I feel good is like a half truth
But living in the past is so harmful
So while the sun shines I make hay by the barnful
Haymaker punch-lines by the armful
Shoot first only ask the question what would Han do?
But yo it ain't about the Greedo
It ain't about the ego
It's something that I must prove
My own style so any biter with a sharp tooth
Can try to sink it in, but sink or swim
I am shark proof
It's ill between the paper and the mushrooms
The pills that I have consumed
Still that I can function
I have been so high and I have come down fast
But nothing ever happens in the past

I'm trying to live my dream but needa make cash
It's like trying to find a needle in a hay stack
Well I ain't got time to fuck around
So I just burn it all down
And pick the needle from the ground
I walk around with my head up in the clouds
And my mind all in a stupor
Vague and you would prolly think that I am stupid
Maybe true but I can do something that you can't
I making music pretty good for a loose cunt
Change of views and prolly think about a new buzz
It's kinda scary doing something brand new, huh
It feels uncomfortable
That's prolly is a sign you're trying to struggle out your comfort zone
Well I ain't coming home, put my trash bin out
With all the dumb shit I've done before I rapped about
Others making money like I was above it all
Meanwhile I was selling drugs, what a fucking fraud
It's a simple game, yeah nothing more
Peace to you and yours
Grab a Cuban out the humidor
It's all smoke you try to catch it but you can't
Let it pass, nothing happens in the past

What about a fall back?
What happens if it don't work?
How you gonna claw back?
Man you gotta think
Yeah you gotta think
Man you a support act
Remember all that self doubt, can you recall that?
What about your future, what about your future?

What about a fall back?
What happens if it don't work?
How you gonna claw back?
Man you gotta think
Yeah you gotta think
Man you a support act
Remember all that self doubt, can you recall that?
Hey yo langoliers, I got a fucking banquet here

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