frank leone, teardrop estates - sunday night lyrics
[chorus]
life is not what you make it
time will not arm the naked
six anonymous ages
slowly sticking art on our faces
police flipping out on my brothers
slowly slipping out from the covers
lonely thoughts on the walls
stoned walks through the rubbish
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
[verse]
tone caught an ice cold pivot
i’m alone and i’m rowing on a life boat, get it?
i don’t run with my back to the evil like people might
couldn’t be the one, got the gun and the bite, b-tch
i’m too nice, b-tch
plotted that play in the clay with the ice pick
come on, and i’m tight with the vices
grip got the piff on her lip and the dice, sh-t
i been picking my name
but it’s cold how the cliff been picked it “fang”
goes with the chips in my paint
and the big black drill on my wrist, with the bang
yeah….bang
who can accost the one that got slain?
too many thoughts allowed for one brain
might make my night the one that i slay
[chorus]
[bridge]
some may cry, some may float away
sunday night, can’t seem to hold no faith
x3
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