el yunque – earily lyrics
i am the journeyman glimpsing to become an artisan
they would call it arson
they would call it arson if i fed the flame
that pushes me to ruin this park bench bed
i wane from the heat of this uber
i hope the beat drives me to the door
i sneeze the cab driver some money
and wipe my nose with my sleeve
up the street i shift into sleep gear
’cause i can’t make it up the stairs no more
awake from the dream, i felt super
i dreamt i still had all my t–th left
i’m armed to the bleeding gums
with an empty bottle and some snus and a [?]
black metallic birds have to chase them off
not a master, not a puppet
i’m the journeyman glimpsing to become an artisan
they would call it arson
they’d call it arson if i fed the flame
that pushes me to ruin this park bench bed
see, i don’t trust doves
one moment they eat out of my hand
the other is dust
[outro: phone voice]
hi, it’s me
uhm, i just called you to say, uhm, yeah
i get a lot of things for free
i–i don’t feel they like me
what do you think looks best?
i want you to look at me
it’s okay
you seem distracted
what do you mean, ‘it doesn’t look safe’?
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