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plainspoke – so little lyrics

i’m exhausted, forgetful, there’s no time for sleep
hoping that i live slow, or burn out on the beats
for just some peace when i leave though, because hope is honesty
a sieve through the limbo, be the broker on your knees

feel the boulder, see the void that opens up between your feet
and feel older, old enough to open up to your beliefs
or be the loner, bundled up or bold enough to feel the heat
and seal it over, when you’re green there’s still something to believe

and when i’m lost i miss those thoughts from the deep end
what’s the cost of a nickel but a dime on which you depend
toss and turn when i sleep but i find there’s no time to reason
boss of the path that’s beat i walk for my own reasons
cough and grieve, but i won’t walk off until i eat them, off until i meet them in the bog where my dreams end
the log, it talks, but it won’t for long when i am healing, when i’m leland on the floor, revealing i have deepened

i sleep in a room
i walk in the middle
i do what people do
talk like i’m civil
i believe that its the truth
when i believe in so little
i believe in so little
i believe it so x2

i walk around where the sparks are mirages
and the hearts of the town live in two car garages
where i’m up and i’m down, and the wheel’s upon us
don’t f-ck with it now, because i’m feeling it honest
got my hands in the ground, touch the tree of nirvana
find my place in the sound, like the face of madonna
i’ve been chasing my doubt, i’ve been trailing the comets
i feel safe right now because the world’s neurotic
turn a page, rip it out and drop these rhymes methodic
turn your face to my mouth, another pale white object

i say i misplaced my house, can i come home with you to rob it
got a problem, i can’t tell, i said that i would make a profit
riding shotguns into h-ll, god knows i won’t stop it
because god won’t hold me down, i’m only in it for the prophets
only living for the projects, finish and i’m garbage
got a harbinger of garnish, and if i’m honest i don’t want it

- plainspoke lyrics

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