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chore boy & brad kemp - o my quiet malevolence lyrics

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[chorus]
i fed a phantom my scr-ps until it grew
learning nothing’s absolute, drinking absolut
life’s a game of what we tell ourselves we have to do
o my quiet malevolence

[verse 1]
can you hear me now? good
hear me doubt? shook
………………………good
i’m a snow globe for summer months
shaken time to time show you what it was
and what it will be
ignore the confidence that used to fill me
the constant dance i do feel kinda filthy
it’s time to k!ll me
i have before
we on the fifth version of me at least
grown around tragedy like peonies
seen the light i need to reach
peter piper to you cuc-mbers
i pick a peck of you & move numbers
trading off of reputation
i feel impeccable this cruel summer
destination what i make it
tired of fakin sacred
only playing favorites from now on
that’s the homies, doe
same souls who know me so well they see me go for broke
and say to me ‘eyy keep goin bro’
and so we go
and so it go

[chorus]
i fed a phantom my scr-ps until it grew
learning nothing’s absolute, drinking absolut
life’s a game of what we tell ourselves we have to do
o my quiet malevolence

[verse 2]
i’m from the era where they trample you for tv screens
life on the ground you’ll never see me clean
they got me livin for likes upon the ‘gram
head buried in my phone how you see me lean
heads buried in the sand – it don’t need be deep
it’s pouring out beneath us as we speak
the hourgl-ss that i been trapped in grinds the stones i throw against it when it sees me sleep
deposits atop of my eyes that make it harder to wake
we in an era that don’t pardon mistakes
shopping cart of the fake
they locked tha carter away
should’ve said pardon my name
credit where credit is due
capitalism got us locked inside of the revenue
i peddle the fool
now we model for business
instead of art
form followin finance
by sellin off the better parts
i’m uncharted
new territory
i love hardest
don’t paramour me

[chorus]
i fed a phantom my scr-ps until it grew
learning nothing’s absolute, drinking absolut
life’s a game of what we tell ourselves we have to do
o my quiet malevolence



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