sewerperson - twenty-five hrs lyrics
[intro: barry egan, dean trumbell; punch+drunk love]
yeah, you’re right
he ain’t right, you’re a schmuck, look at it!
sorry
[chorus: sewerperson]
in miami, in new york, i will make time, to be there for you even over state lines
i am up, i can’t sleep, it was 3:09
girl it’s love but my trust for you will take time
i won’t die, you were right on the first go
i am numb, i am broken, i am ice cold
you could see it in my flesh in the photos
that you took at the party ‘fore i went home
[verse 1: sewerperson]
my addictions mold my weak mind
but with these party drugs, i feel right
dose induced demons haunting my line of sight
i guess i’ll be taking more to go to sleep tonight
but think back, to when i was laid back
big woods, big woods, i drank jack
she was prеssed, hol’ up hoe, are you mad?
shе had confidence like she had paid half, but you+but you didn’t though
i guess you just miserable
people f+ck their life up but they never say they did it though
it’s always someone else that i didn’t know
she told me she going home but the snap map says different, oh
red leaves fall on me in the streetlight
she a snake so i guess that make me a heat light
when i drink, i tell her i just need some me time
in this studio, i write until i ugly cry
seven bands on my coat it’s a garbage bag
purple jeans with ferri belt but still my pants sag
purple cup full of wok, it’s a good night
plus my backwoods full of home grown limelight
[chorus: sewerperson & leesta]
in miami, in new york, i will make time, to be there for you even over state lines
i am up, i can’t sleep, it was 3:09
girl it’s love but my trust for you will take time
i won’t die, you were right on the first go
i am numb, i am broken, i am ice cold
you could see it in my flesh in the photos
that you took at the party ‘fore i went home
[verse 2: leesta]
uh, in new york smokin’ spliffs that had me nauseous
i’ve been tryna’ find your love since i lost it
you said i don’t make no sense, i made a million off of logic
you say i ain’t ballin’, but on the top prospects
all the s+x on my neck came and broke my wood
this thicc boy don’t get cross+checked
ain’t on a problem, like a pill you know we not pressed
my boss spendin’ all
my pills gon’ let it bring
and when they hear the call, he could act like he solid and still tell
started stackin’ up my chips, it look lost and i feel stale
and i need a mil’ still
and my b+tches k!llin’ sh+t too, mr. k!ll bill
all my bars spittin’ all, you can get a real pill
in new york, in miami, in toronto
i don’t know whether to trust you anymore
used to f+ck with passion, i don’t want to touch you anymore
years have come down to the fact that i don’t love you anymore
in miami, in new york, feel like i need you
and i race in the door, suicidal, i did need you
and no, suffocating me girl, i can’t even breathe when you close
still can’t believe that i made the mistake of keepin’ you close
[chorus: sewerperson]
in miami, in new york, i will make time, to be there for you even over state lines
i am up, i can’t sleep, it was 3:09
girl it’s love but my trust for you will take time
i won’t die, you were right on the first go
i am numb, i am broken, i am ice cold
you could see it in my flesh in the photos
that you took at the party ‘fore i went home
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