a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

miles cooke - oprah lyrics

the type to point when it’s aimless
long face thousand yard stare through the anguish
patience wore thin hearing the debates it’s
laymen’s terms ‘cause they didn’t speak the language
nameless king of lame duck season
speaking of leaving
they was waving white flags through the training
i came to stand adjacent to iconoclastic
views and spew up sh+t til we find a commonplace
i’ve been hungry. the sh+t i’ll do for rent money
don’t even gеt it misconstrued i did my friends ugly
belovеd with two feet up on your love seat
funny cause existence unlucky
it must be or must be
certainly something the f+ck wrong with me
kid said he sick of being melanin deficient
jumping on your couch like ellen paid a visit
nah i meant oprah
still had two feet down on your sofa
mostly though i’m known to house sh+t
breakfast in bed with mimosas
i’m lounging. solitude doesn’t seem so troubling
drink if i gotta keep grief out the utterance
double down on bias plus brief in the subtleties
hand over fist break bread for the sustenance
s.o.s. perfected cry wolf method
wise up for the second that the winter will be ushered in
they took my soul and my name
told em break a leg you’ll never walk the same
the way i’m married to the game…

- miles cooke lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS