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november02 - harvest lyrics

[verse 1]
i gotta lot weighing on this sh+t i hope it sticks
two tone midsole on the bred toes look like p+ss
glucose been low i don’t feed myself for sh+t
that’s unfortunate
tell the brody light another stick
it’s a cycle
chs heatin up my chest
oh boy this sh+t delightful
hopeless wreck, in hole that’s set
you know i dug the sides, floors
and ceiling of my own grave
every waking moment punishing myself
i don’t behave

[bridge]
traverse these dirt roads, how they wind
i curse myself, choke up my spine
these words i sell, dose up my mind
a burden, dirt, loathsome, unkind
so as this dust builds and resets
let my trust k!ll my regrets
bless my lungs, fill them with breath
holy touch, my neglect

[verse 2]
i won’t harvest myself
lay my body to rest
let my skin turn to felt
and my eyes turn to crests
put a pin in my health
light a fire to my chest
i remember myself
i forgot all the rest
there’s this chill in the air
not the days getting colder
pull out clumps of my hair
rub the void on my shoulders
i won’t ever be scared
as tomorrow grows closer
we could die where we stand
and we’ll just start over

- november02 lyrics

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