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jkl aka yllw. - prescription burns lyrics

[part i: “prescription”]

(jkl)

[verse 1]
where did my fruits go?
bearing the fruits of the labor of love
cause love, know you’re my main goal (mango)
sit in the sun, i’ll wilt til the rain comes
goals interlocked, stained to soil, chamberlin
changing the wind til i’m blown to new seasons
new reasons to care
trust in the funds being flown in the air
you’re moneys not love
it’s malicious intent
magnificent scent
the smell of your roses (p++poo)
turned me to buds sprouting solemn
burn embers til my solace’s away
december brings cold and the threats of burnt plants til i’m scorched into staying around
(staying around)
clematis, my cranium, crawling up columns to stoke the fire of fresh breath
[hook]
i’m acoustic, a nuisance
air in my lungs feeling punctured
i got grooves in me
i’m accosted, disgusted
lumped by all my sums, it’s cathartic
record of my losses
i’m acoustic, a nuisance
air in my lungs feeling punctured
i got grooves in me
i’m accosted, disgusted
lumped by all my sums, it’s cathartic
record of my losses

[verse 2]
figure out my way to grow
i’m losing it
my gaze agape
smoking out the room to let my fire escape
i need some sudafed
clogging up my pores
i need to move the pen (i need to move the pen)
move the needle to etch my ink (move the needle, etch my ink)

[bridge]
based around control and autonomy
being able to exert influence over your own life (influence of your own life)
and facilitate your own happiness (facilitate your own happiness)
[part ii: “burns”]

[verse 3]
going to war with my words (ah)
bending my bic to start fires til lighters amend (okay)
abridging my verses to avoid anything volatile
i’m vomiting violence again
i don’t wanna be friendly
i don’t care that you hurt now
you harangued me for hours
til my tiles of thought were covered in miles of fauna, invasive
i say manipulation
you bent my roots to your validation (“what are you talking about?)
how persuasive
perusing my options for death
til i’m left with the scepter and blade in my snow
pouring down, there’s no face in my coat
protected from weather
i can’t weather my storm
bleed out my hands til i’m nothing but bonemeal on the road
and you’d still demand more from me
sick of you, call for a quarantine
isolation, losing my handle on the rock
check me the ball, don’t expect me to call
malachite in my mimosa i’m ready to work
turning my stone til it’s over
passing this stone
move past semicolons that shoeh+rned their way to my story
tragedy ends when i stop it (stop it)
[bridge]
i can be
whatever i wanna be

[verse 4]
if my fingers just slipped off the keys as i’m playing them (woah)
slip through the cracks, lost, that’s the key to my filament
cracked (cracked)
lights gone burst when my wick is at end
fl!cker the bulb, how long we playing pretend
i’m a container of past pessimism
being leaked on my floor til i am what i’ve tethered to
stuck to the soil i sever roots
my stomach turns severe
i am what i’ve feared
pantone, color my tears
effigy, bleed the color of the year
fragmented my self, pragmatic, i put off my health
programed
i don’t know what i’d become (i don’t know what i’d become)

- jkl aka yllw lyrics

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