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bonelang - no use cursing the weather lyrics

no use cursing the weather
i’ve got nothing to prove
work myself to the bone
just ’cause it’s something to do

it’s sunny, sonny
take a peek through the blinds

i’m a bonafide gorilla on my hands and my feet
and i’m just p-ssing through this life like sand in the street
i’m like the wind in the gr-ss
i’m like a wave at it’s peak
a dirty little mouth
i am a perilous freak
800 pound gorilla in a fit lookin’ chic
you step under a spotlight but you can’t take the heat
you freeze on first reaction, think to run, hide, and flee
but then you stand there for a lifetime
so they don’t think you’re weak

so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak
so they don’t think you’re weak

if life’s a ch-r-
i’ll be the living proof
or i’ll work myself to the bone
it’s something
it’s something to do

(it’s sunny, sonny
take a peek through the blinds)

head, shoulders, knees, and toes
grab your b-tch and strike a pose
father, son, and holy spirit
fear my fear and how i fear it
up last night ’til a quarter past four
just so i can say i’m no day shift wh-r-
i get in tune with the time of the day that i love
when the moon gives way to the flames of the sun

anxious little waves paralyze me like ice
i got shaky twitter fingers and a shivering spine
i’m waiting for the truth and my heart to align
in that everything uncomfortable will just p-ss with time
i put the vodka on the ice, cut up wedges of lime
i pop a couple pills it’s a sign of the times
look at these empty pill bottles it’s a sign of the times
look at these empty pill bottles it’s a sign of the-
a bit self-reflecting on the socials is fine
but the indifference of the cybersp-ce will swallow your strife
look
whatever you prescribe to
will someday blind you
and all those little lies you told
will someday find you
we’re all pious and righteous in our minds despite truth
being both your best friend and a k!ller that knifes you
full circle like ‘o’
open ended like ‘u’
i work myself to the bone
just ’cause it’s something to do

so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak
so they don’t think i’m weak

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