ceschi - this & that lyrics
sun’s out for an hour
some days i’m a coward
there are days when i’m afraid
to face my face or shower
one day human beings will all be spit out by the planet
today there’s not much more to do than acid
leaves are fully flaccid
at the feet of [?] these trees, barely hanging
the memories of slow dancing before fall
i find myself asking
[?] polite to england people?
feeling like an urban secret
and i’m wondering if they see through
am i see+through?
pigs look at my id
can’t read it
officer please pr+nounce my name like a proud puerto rican
hanging colonized flag on the statue of liberty
peeking
at italians landing [?] like great grandma sneaking in
thanks for sliding a bootleg liquor to feed your children in the heat of prohibition
american dreams are rarely seen within the lines of the system
praying for the wind
to blow away our sins
our sins are always changing
but are made up, and are basic and the same
to survive
we do this and that
and to survive
we do this and that
now we see rich republicans buying up marihuana stock
same old cuckolds that years back wanted me and my friends locked up
they are so against big government
and are so into tax cuts
and they hate welfare and leftists for corporations, wars and cops
funny how morals and laws can quickly change when bigger bucks
sound so simple
and simpy not repeated enough
prison was frustrating as f+ck
but i read a lot fo books
did push+ups
and dreamt about the many ways freedom can look
capitalism keeps collapsing
then resuscitated by crooks
it’s a cycle that will happen till the masses finally are shook
the same leech is telling families false promises of safety
[?] crying ‘save me’ to the [?]
[?] banks [?] paying fees to anyone struggling to eat
trading shares they never owned
gambling our life savings
and to survive
we do this and that
yes to survive
we do this and that
and to survive
we do this and that
we do this and that
to survive
praying for the wind
to blow away our sins
our sins are always changing
but are made up, and are basic
praying for the wind
to blow away our sins
our sins are always changing
and are made up, and don’t basically mean a thing
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