braidz mc - chapters lyrics
(news report)
“not even safety bars could stop little liam’s curious hands, his screams shattering dad’s relaxing holiday, the spas suction swallowed his tiny arm to his elbow, efforts to pull it free only bringing plea to please to stop, “don’t touch me”, fire crews raced into action, faced with their first spa rescue even they were perplexed, “i’m running a tube, down a tube” “so the air down in there…”, as the agonizing minutes dragged on liam clung to his dad, not even lollies, oxygen, “it won’t hurt…” “noooo” or a phonе call to his uncle… “no dad, no…” “uncle gary’s on the phonе…””
verse
i was caught up in that flow before i’d write a thing buddy
really caught up in that flow, i almost died as a youngin
it was meant to be a holiday with rides and discovery
but a trip from paramedics the only ride i discovered
its called surfers paradise i tried to dive it or something
got my arm stuck in a spa pump with no signs of it shutting
my donors high with his bubbler and ended finding me bubbling
you could call it luck i call it father five year olds can’t swim
had the fireman come in before the fire+man come in
just thinking imma go under ’cause while im crying id chug it
so they were scooping buckets everywhere like iversons nuggets
after that my parents said it took a while to bath me
they said at the 60 minute mark they might have to cut it
then some pro reversed the pump like some life giving shotty
always said there was crickets i was trying to save
and i lived with it forever but been dying to say
i was an autistic kid just finding his way
and there was nothing there but liquid, fingers, lying and shame
hook
(these are) verses i’ve never spoke
blurbs that i’ve never wrote
issues ive never opened
novels that have to go
chronicled anecdotes
some words that i’ve never read
im letting all these chapters flow
with stories i’ve never said…
im letting all these chapters flow with stories i’ve never…
verse
its an early summer morning, jumped up on the bus toward
some swimming at the missus hot tub was turned on cold
a month from my seventeenth, the one i had flunked school
but no one in the valley knew what summer had come for
history repeats and i got stuck in that spa awed
by blazing tree’s ‘fore youngin puffed on drugs as the sun scorched
mum called imaged dust storms from her front porch
next thing the fires just doors from where son was
ra warned us she’s come and amun’s walled us
grass caught lucky these buckets we’d just watered
departments up in bunyip, just us and we’re stuck, awesome
and even if they weren’t there was nothing that’s up calling
fires in the framework the companies cut cords
as dark fell so did new feelings of unsure
one small ember comes knocking we’re done for
and what good’s a water pistol when ya stuck in this gun store
the day i seen death creeping up from a jungle
all that i could do was look her in the face as she blushed more
hook
(these are) verses i’ve never spoke
blurbs that i’ve never wrote
issues ive never opened
novels that have to go
chronicled anecdotes
some words that i’ve never read
im letting all these chapters flow
with stories i’ve never said…
im letting all these chapters flow with stories i’ve never…
bridge
moving past the spa sh+t im trying now to sink
my groove into a mark but won’t find me ’bout a drip
musically a pharmacist; a scribe around script
now you know there’s something really fire ’bout the kid
it’s been a while now i think i’ve gotta talk to a psych just
give em one ring then put this mordor behind bruv
feeling like the avatar, the point that im tryna’
get up off my head is that water and fire
tortured the guy but i’d say my mental is clean how
i can fuse em both together tryna get me esteem, clout
hook
(in some) verses i’ve never spoke
blurbs that i’ve never wrote
issues ive never opened
novels that have to go
chronicled anecdotes
some words that i’ve never read
im letting all these chapters flow
with stories i’ve never said…
im letting all these chapters flow with stories i’ve never…
(news report)
“emergency crews tried digging to the bottom of the problem, fourty+five minutes later the local spa expert came to the rescue, simply reversing the spa’s suction. “got it, got it” “excellent” “ohhh good boy” liam was none too happier to be free, nothing broken but one horrific holiday memento…”
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