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saarangutan - disjointed lyrics

[bridge]
truth, truth, too much, truth
truth, truth, too much, too much

[hook]
everything i love, i treat as a crutch
they puppeteer, i pucker up then cut
couples cuff, i don’t cuddle up after i come ay
number one, unloved son comin from the cusp
everything i love, i treat as a crutch
they puppeteer, i pucker up then cut
couples cuff, i don’t cuddle up after i come ay
number one, unloved son comin from the cusp

[verse 1]
anarchy in eyes
catch me, no disguise
money grow on trees, the canopy is mine
y’all quick cutting funds
debts to recover from
both the heart and the shotgun are double pump
pushing done come to shove
i’m pushing some of this love
they basking in the mask, can’t cover up with coverup
coming up off a casio
delusion growing grandiose
granny said grab em by the b-lls, push em off the patio
i learned the stroke, not just what the pen do
the devil sent you love to tempt you
knocking on heaven’s door like the rent due
for the last time, said everything i meant to
lacerate a larynx, treat it as an errand
erring on the side of no clovers when it’s arid
m-ssacre the innocence like herod
so attached, a baby gripping the thumb of a parent
parrots say the same things
treat hearts like playthings
married to the money, got a down b-tch in savings
scoreboard, run it up
liquidate, fill up my cup
building my business, never building up a b-ttercup
my crutch is his and hers
window shielding visitors
every held hand is a prelude to prisoner
tell me which is wickeder
promises or signatures?
they’re sorta kinda similar, scary shit, sinister
help us cope, wrapping up the happiness
all this dope, acting like it’s sacrilege
stop the vote, poppin the whole cabinet
take the hope, plop it on antagonists
the teller of the story
coming up for glory
male pattern baldness but he balling at age forty
racing, ricky bobby track
ditch ya dirty pontiac
p-ssing every other car, fucking up the polygraph

[bridge]
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much, too much

[verse 2]
none of this is nothing new
never been one with you
honeypot be trapping me in hopeless honeymoons
huh, you must’ve knew
it hasn’t been a sunny june
some are friends, some are over when the summer’s through
no need for apologies
i’m where i wanna be
now i’m the only one who could ever promise me
made us my commodity
turn love into a lottery
i’m bout my economy, i’m bout my economy
bouncing or bouncing back
count down or counting cash
red pill to get real, yeah i’m down with that
got o’s, rounding that
stay poured, drown in that
she ain’t a ride or die if she ain’t down with that
it’s coming closer, i’m down with the sickness
what’s closure in the face of forgiveness?
i’ll do it by myself, no -ssistance
i did it by myself, no -ssistance

[bridge]
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much truth
truth, truth, too much, too much

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