Tidal Graves
(专辑: Tidal Graves - 2017)
Oooo Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo All my friends were swept away Lost beneath the
wave Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah All my friends of yesterday Swept away to their Tidal Graves Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah What's the
point of turning on a
TV? Rather be Stevie As a
boy, I
saw the
wolf but, no one would believe me Until that day I
stumbled on a
raincoat Put it on, and everyone could see me Look ma', they can see me (But what exactly is that worth?) Falling into pieces (Living on a
dying Earth) The
future is in present-tense, I
can't pick a
president I've been so alone on my own, I
was washed up by the
current of that ocean We've been lost for days Told them we should run, but, I
think they'd rather stay Can't tell if we're drowning or just don't have much to say Humanity's a
goner, humanity's a
goner Humanity's a
goner, a
magnificent decay (Decay) Do you really like it, or just do it for the
plays? (For the
plays) Do you only play it just because you get some likes? (Get some likes) Life is so ironic, how bubonic, we're a
plague, hey All my friends were swept away Lost beneath the
wave Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah All my friends of yesterday Swept away to their Tidal Graves Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah What if Andy Warhol was right, and we were all bound to be famous? I
wish you luck with your fifteen, I
don't not suck with my 16s Fifty-four shows by twenty-one (Six mixtapes!), by twenty-three, threw my own tours At twenty-four, prolly' sign a
deal, at twenty-five, Larry Bird niggas at thirty-three Fake deep niggas be all the
rave, too many niggas be riding waves Till it turns out it was just your grave, y'all come and go screaming, "Cowabunga!" I
must admit that I'm here to stay, like a
distant cousin when their parents broke up Used to kickflip, drink Arizonas, now I
get paid off my persona I
was out was out ink, till I
found a
toner, not a
fan of the
fiction in your sarcoma Let the
squares keep cutting corners, trendy today, make good for tomorrow, goners I
gotta' find the
feeling, I
gotta' find the
feeling I
had back in the
beginning Over-consumed with winning, too many lacking vision Lately, I'm just not feeling shit, "Have you heard the
new Lil such-'n-such?" I
mean, honestly, I
don't get the
fuss, keep your sodomy, I
don't give a
fuck I
just listen to Stevie Wonder, I
just listen to John Mayer Tryna' making something that's truly timeless, so when I
die, I'm in your prayers Floating, couldn't find you in the
morning Couldn't tell you where the
wave was going Swept away, the
hardest part is knowing They're all dead Floating, went back, couldn't find you in the
morning Couldn't tell you where the
wave was going Swept away, the
hardest part is knowing We're all dead, we're all dead