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rick is ugly - walking corpse lyrics

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[verse]
you know, i’m a loser, don’t lie to me
i’m ugly and i’m proud to be
all of that just allows for me
to focus on what’s in front of me
am i gonna be great?
is all of this fate?
i ain’t taking no breaks
took a 15 to put a pen to the page
keep your 15, i ain’t looking for fame
buckets of tears that fills up the lake
i’m tryna heal so i replace it with paint
if i’mma drown and die in what i create
a genuine smile, finally beautiful face
wanna make art before i decay
can’t believe it’s been a decade
thats why it feels like heaven and h+ll
maybe i really did k!ll myself but f+ck it
i got strong enough to hold all these buckets
mulan, turn your hard work to nothing
i’m fighting real battles, i’m gunning
waist deep in the mud, i’m trudging
never ending story, i got the auryn
lost my artax, sad swamp ain’t foreign
life is a movie and all of it’s boring
still find having no purpose important
homebody, don’t mind a lived life dormant
n0body expected much from this doormat
blue lips on rotation, first, i queue the fourth track
good mostly temporary, yeah, now i know that
soul is always equipped with the low pass
left charcoal black, useless like my tote bags
as useful as buying skin care
all i see is a lot of tricks there
as if i can keep up with monthly up keep
as if fifty bucks can change my ugly
is it really luck, why can’t i change some things?
can i break this curse for the kin i up+bring?
worried about right now, not thinking offspring
i won’t have any, won’t get my last name
if i did, word to fam, they’d get the tough genes
like raw denim blue
the red tainted hue
just asking for the truth
whether or not you present the proof
paint my face, the make up of the fools
staying tight lipped has loosened a screw
shooting at school
ducking for cover or pick up the tool
worked all my life and can’t afford jewels
didn’t follow rules, had to fend for my own
they thought i was shrewd, i felt cracks in my bones
under pressure, can’t catch relief from my woes
i figured out how to draw blood from a stone
building walls with every tablet they’ve thrown
thought i’d earn love with the talent i’ve shown
the time i poured in, am i worth it yet?
is it your fault i feed into disrespect?
said i was too quiet, like the f+ck did you expect?
you have no idea how bad it gets
subtle mistakes always feel like life or death
meditate on a solution as i lie in bed
no one ever made note that the tooth is bent
objective imperfection, take a compliment
urge not to trust just gets more intense
pick and pry every unfortunate event
pinch like i have sumn underneath my skin
ingrown hair, my patience wears thin
patchy beard but i’m supposed to be a man
and i make it worse when i fidget with my hands
gross and underwhelming every time they get close
chose drugs to help me, ketamine up the nose
approach my proximity, you’ll lead me to the coast
cloak of security, protect me when it snows
no one knows me for real anymore, mm
mask on when i walk through the door, mm
i appreciate the thought, of course but
in public i’m a walking corpse
i know myself more than ever
i’m not off topic, each track is clever
i’m the one with the hand on the lever
railroad train of thought, that’s effort
said you love my voice, you better
i won’t shut the f+ck up, no never
broke boy spitting diamonds, got treasure
stone skin, heart of gold in the center
that’s why she fell in love when i met her
that’s why i’m a f+cking god with these letters
you don’t get it
this the happy ending
i just climbed a mountain, the sun is setting
need debut to drop or drop in cemetery
necessary when i’m k!lled
like all of time is standing still
tell me, who know how that feel?
i found power through my sk!ll
too many hours to count to build
“cool little hobby”, when i’m tryna heal
climb up the valley and over the hill
feeling too happy, comparison steals
jump over the fence and dig in my heels
zacate ain’t green, it’s starting to peel
life always been a little less than ideal
i got a void that nothing can fill
don’t you judge when you see how i deal
don’t interrupt when i stomp on my field
the flowers will grow, just need a meal
in album mode, i don’t want a mill’
always on go, don’t know how to chill
pick up the flow ‘fore i pick up the steel
avant+garde artist, i haven’t got frills
came from the dirt, i turn to my sh+ll
shelter first memory of home, what else?
make lyrics of everything i conceal
think it’s my fault, i hike with the guilt
hope you understand, you find that you will
just don’t stop, keep listening, for real, b+tch



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