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lausse the cat - wag1 pelican lyrics

[verse 1]
many moons have passed since the curse
getting used to living heartless
and it’s harder than is heard
the only time i feel a little feeling in my chest is when i swallow down the rum
i feel the warmth, i feel it burn
wagwan pelican, it’s five past ten again
so lets get friendly in the clubs now
since i don’t feel a thing i’m better off embellishing my sk!lls of embedening my blood cells with rum now
anyhow, better off here with the merry friends
then again i ain’t very merry, just numbed out
somehow the numbness is nice when it’s more dumb than anything
little rum bar, might not drink ’til i’m passed out
wow
seems like sh+t’s turning around
either finished up the bottle or there’s problems with ground
didn’t really like the sound here to be honest
so i walk out the club and get the cigs out my pocket
slim girl walks up and says:
hi mate, you look like a right state, it’s quite late, maybe we should migrate to my place…
d+mn that’s a lovely gesture
what’s your name? she said:
lucy
i said yes ’cause i thought she had a nice face
anyways the rest is blatant
although it was a nice night it was still a place
faking where my wheels are placed
still i guess my lung’s adjecent
so im’a smoke out this migrane
and live to see the same date tomorrow
[interlude]
i’ve fallen
let me know
i’ve fallen
let me go
i’ve fallen
let me go
i’ve fallen

[verse 2]
shallow where i float now
h+llo get a boat down
i don’t wanna go drown
[?]
how could you not see this?
bow down to your demons
you ignore ’em
service to a hollow force, laborious
shallow where i float at one percent
i’d rather just pretend there’s no beneath the state to surface
i believe that if a tree falls down with no one, it’s unheard of
believe it if you choose to lay a blind eye to the demons
feel bad enough
shallow’s where the bird stops
shallow’s where the phone’s got 4g and all the weed kids be distracting
shallows where resides to work which keeps your mind unactive
don’t know about yours, mate, but mind’s abysmal
same place where your mind’s ignorance is blissful
sinful thoughts will conjure up a water ‘bove the path
ice [?] a wall that keeps me distant from the dark

- lausse the cat lyrics

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