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apeman - crookedletters lyrics

[hook]
light and lies
i handle
my hands are tied
i ramble
crooked letters
i wrote em all
crooked letters
i wrote you

[verse 1]
woke up the sun said i love you through the curtains
i’m fucked up i guess it didn’t wear off by the morning
she slut up bent off of the liquor she been serving
i luck up caught another body out in persia
spent half the day with a swisher and a playlist
other half sleeping like it’s paying for my cases
hungrier than ever ho if you don’t like to order out better make catering your day shift
crazy i got the taste of a visionary
where to find hope freebase with the missionaries
i was all alone grey face fuck addiction with a pot of gold
imma sniff this k with elixir then i’m falling home
when i swerve in the whip the only time i’m ever leaning
i crumble my sense before she fumble with the fiend in me
i don’t like eating when i’m buzzing with these effects
i don’t like people like people like peace
[hook]
light and lies
i handle
my hands are tied
i ramble
crooked letters
i wrote em all
crooked letters
i wrote you

[bridge]
peace with the rose gold
i let it bubble for a second than i chose home
i let these symphonies collect the petals stones thrown
i let it bubble for a second than i chose home
no redirection

[verse 2]
peace to the messages i wrote in a state of confusion and the emptiness i shown i get away with amusement
all the bottles i done poured in a search for attunement
any listener listen what i wrote
spent the last week sniffing liquids in my iv dribbling
icu i see the man i fear
i don’t like living here i just like lips and emotions
who am i hopeless?
why i drift?
crooked letters i wrote you i hope you went through em
they was practice
i soak in the truth like some booze with my actions
i opened the booth to a tomb was a palace
my only lapse is where my balance
what i breathe for?
i done put the music and the money on a detour
i need a mansion for relapsing with some decor
i need a handler so she could tell me i should sleep more
i need some manners and my passion been absent
what’s living lavish? when i’m dancing with habits
i’m living backwards and my patterns a cancer
my liver canceled
who you answer when capsules been dealing damage
bad santa
[hook]
light and lies
i handle
my hands are tied
i ramble
crooked letters
i wrote em all
crooked letters
i wrote you

- apeman lyrics

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