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kemp. - laundromat$ lyrics

[verse 1]
88
prince place
who knew this young prince
be born and raised
from the
ct nj then fl
ut ma
flyer miles they pay well

brookside, broxburn
made my first lay up
turned into a deacon
had mad bars laid up
songs in my head
became the songs on my plate
just a hungry fat boy
with whom none could relate
needed attention
would take it from any place
so i cut my wrists up
and hid my face at any rate
no pity for me
junior high just wasn’t fun
but that ain’t a headline
so don’t run and olivia munn
high school was worse
as i rifle through memories
never kept my friends close
but intimate with my enemies
poking out
like bad insulation
and i’m tryna stay connected through
mad constellations
hold it down
but the room keeps spinning
half my heart praying for the
other half sinning
the opposition winning
other praying men and women
gave they whole heart only see
another devil grinning
tell me why

[hook x2]
at the laundromat
you can find me turning, heating up at laundromat
nothing ever changes got quarters
at the laundromat
holes in my denims and socks
at the laundromat

[verse 2]
but people can change right?
people can change light
can enter through the windows
of the soul and change flight
plans and fight
against the evil that’s eating me
but how can it be evil
i invited it in for tea
gleefully
break my mother’s heart
took my sister’s trust
forgiveness for any of us?
right now i’m asking
and i feel so cold
like anchorage alaskans
is this why we wanderl-st
run and we catch the bus
feeling so alive when
being sucked by a succubus?
i don’t really know, no
rocks removed
and the water to flow
whatever
float the boat
float the whole freaking scenery
so i can get a shot right here at finding greener leaves
or hopefully
find out when the greener leaves
there’yl be something out here
left for me

[hook x2]

[verse 3]
hands in my pockets
what’s on the docket
cause i can’t hanadle
stickup or just drop it
i need an answer
whats this really on
and if its all a test-
then what’s it really on?
i been trying
gave all my life force
to someone else
who you said gave his life forus
in the forrest
i’m here
lost and it’s storming
every direction is foreign
getting grilled and knocked out
need a new george foreman
different architect
cause i ain’t laughing like
an episode of parks and rec
parked and rec
so far
out of
my comfort
and every thought in my head
is screaming
that i need to run for it
straight into the blue
what’s a boy to do
when it’s hard to believe in you
i really wanna
please believe
but everytime i do my happiness
seems to get berefted
tell me why

[hook x2]

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