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joshua roginsky - spice lyrics

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[yin homme]
[intro]
my body, is gone
my head aloft
dehydration, im in a portal
im but an angel in the corner’

[verse 1]
oskar can you hand me some water
i think i’ll try sleeping till tomorrow
this seems to be a new way of coping
close the door because my consciousness has opened

my water bottle bong is made for p-ssive
these bad thoughts come in clear so lets get past it
these thoughts, this face, have i always had them
see the enso in my mantra
see the mansions in my castle

[pre-chorus]
my breath it race
it pace
it takes me, to my phone
traverse the lake from barren wastes into a happy home
off is on, and off is onto honesty you know

[chorus]

and they said lately you seem to be on your own
they said lately, oh you cook, oh you write , well right on
they said lately, you overthink much too often
and i said it is what it is, the white is the black, spice or not

[verse 2 dark homme]
who’s f-ckin hands are these and who perceives them booth
fry my brain for breakfast, and my dad finds out i’m toast

who gives a f-ck
taking zoloft
walk down the road
panic attack
taking me back
leaving me home sick

we was chieffing and then it was man down
forced my mind to mature
like son losing father
i guess your the man now

(oh oh oh oh)
f-ck the axis
wet my lashes
naked and afraid

f-ck the captions
more in my head
the less i say

i can’t help it
ego delt it in the funeral
can’t handle scary movies
i get anxious reading crucible
pre-k, before y2k, prepared k-2 for me
never buy an ounce of letters when you’re buying trees
p-ssed as f-ck at wyatt, smash his head against his f-cking plate
destroyed my whole cortex so my heart could use my f-ckin brain

[bridge]
get lost in the backdrop of multiple scenes
i said i’m an angel, sound hard to believe
ln multiple moments of multiple me’s
every things seems as you dream

[pre-chorus]
my breath it race
it pace
it takes me, to my phone
traverse the lake from barren wastes into a happy home
off is on, and off is onto honesty you know
[chorus]
and they said lately you seem to be on your own
they said lately, oh you cook, oh you write , well right on
they said lately, you overthink much too often
and i said it is what it is, the white is the black, spice or not

- joshua roginsky lyrics

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