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sewerperson - a hundred and seventy yards lyrics

[intro]
you have never seen so deep
(you pick at my brain, you pick out the pain in fragile porcelain parts
how could i look at the bright side in the dark?)
eric, look at me
(let’s go, let’s go)

[chorus]
let’s go (yeah)
i swear you take off the glasses and light up the park
you pick at my brain, you pick out the pain in fragile porcelain parts (parts, yeah)
how could i look at the bright side in the dark?
you feeling my frame, you touch on my face, and worry becomes malark (yeah)
huh, so where is the best spot to die at when life gets hard? (i’m tapped out)
i’m spilling my brain, and your answer is steeped in sly remarks (yeah, huh)
and how could i look at the bright side in the dark? (yeah)
you push at the small of my back, and i’m falling 170 yards

[verse]
but i get you back in the worst way
you see my worst face every time you look at outside in the yard
arterial blood thick as toothpaste
how was the view with my skull opened up like a birthday card?
yeah, i think you raising the assh0l+ bar
all this work for a condo and luxury car
i’ll just firebomb you while you drive to the bar
it’s a fireworks show in the back of the car
i+i will rip you apart, and i’m not even high right now (yeah, huh)
i’ll meet you on fifth, let’s just meet up and die right now (yeah)
yeah, the building is empty, there’s nowhere to hide right now (yeah, right now)
meet me up top, f+ck it, let’s both jump down (yeah)
there’s 48 floors, 58 floors, they passing me by right now (yeah)
i’m going fast, i stand on his back, and i land on him skateboard style (yeah)
he got his brain pushed out
f+ck it though, i got my feet blown out (yeah)
even his shoes flew off
they say that’s how you know that he’s dead right now
[chorus]
let’s go (f+ck it)
i swear you take off the glasses and light up the park
you pick at my brain, you pick out the pain in fragile porcelain parts (parts, yeah)
how could i look at the bright side in the dark?
you feeling my frame, you touch on my face, and worry becomes malark (yeah)
huh, so where is the best spot to die at when life gets hard? (i’m tapped out)
i’m spilling my brain, and your answer is steeped in sly remarks (yeah, huh)
and how could i look at the bright side in the dark? (yeah)
you push at the small of my back, and i’m falling 170 yards

[outro]
i want you to get used to it
you have no friends [?] use everyone else

- sewerperson lyrics

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