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austin cleary - passenger lyrics

[hook]
yo i crawl through the city
lit blunt with me
no drama toke ’til i’m dizzy
almost three fifty
blazed and confused
as the ak hits me

[verse 1]
slouched in the commodore
levitating, exploring new corridors
time dies
circling the block
crack fiend screams
reverberate then stop
neon lights, advertis+m+nts on signs
pixels fl!cker a minute then come alive
these are fossils of the working world
and as big brother sleeps we inherit his earth
we, tumbleweeds, drift in the wind
by the scrunched receipts empty bottles of gin
for fourty+eight hours insomniacs roam
no where to go back home
travel in packs and black coats
well acquainted with the seat in the back
snow in february off the key to a flat
[hook]
yo i crawl through the city
lit blunt with me
no drama toke ’til i’m dizzy
almost three fifty
blazed and confused
as the ak hits me

[verse 2]
nauseous from exhaust fumes
head spinning and i think i see the floor move
yea, no one knows what i’m going through
that’s alright though rather not be talked to
like a model staring into light bulbs
’til l the soul in eyes eye dulls
closing that door
looking into my eyes you see nothing at all
why not self destruct there’s nowhere further to fall?
that’s the thought that battles me
every dog has its day
i might meet mine early if this marijuana has a say
’til then i smoke ’til i choke and float in hopeless alley ways
and my next pay a stones throw away
so lonely i don’t know my face
so stoned and i don’t know the way
[hook]
yo i crawl through the city
lit blunt with me
no drama toke ’til i’m dizzy
almost three fifty
blazed and confused
as the ak hits me

[outro]
i really… i really wanna…. i got some bad ideas in my head i just+

[refrain]
that’s the call i gotta dash throw the stash in the long grass here comes the task
that’s the call i gotta dash throw the stash in the long grass here comes the task
that’s the call i gotta dash throw the stash in the long grass here comes the task
that’s the call i gotta dash throw the stash in the long grass here comes the task

[outro]
go out and get laid, get drunk, you know you could do anything
i means you got no choice anyway, i mean we’re all f+cked

- austin cleary lyrics

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