superyellow - sad shit for the weekend lyrics
[intro]
“um, h-llo? um, yeah, i just made this song called ‘sad sh-t for the weekend’
i hope you like it but you probably won’t anyway. so, yeah. call me when you get this
bye.”
[verse 1]
bury me as a memory (alright)
the coolness of the earth lays me well in sleep (deep)
sure, it’s not that deep (alright)
it’s more like fakeness that one sees in their feeds
and your mind is left full due to this october heat
with summertime madness, son (it’s hot), yes, i’ve been brooding
allured by the melodies of these doldrums (yes)
voice kicked to the curb with each clean snare
man, why is this beat doing me dirty?
(and in other news?)
[verse 2]
connect to disconnect, in the end, we’re facebook friends (yeah)
we never really talk much, the texts die a trend
i’ve been lost in the page several times
and yet i wonder when this nonsense will put me to the edge
don’t worry ’bout me, god’s lovable children
i’ve been a lost sheep, nameless, renamed with random digits
forever in the groove, in the universe with two left feet
i only conversate with the headsets that i keep
now, listen for my favourite part (alright)
all botched up in my writings, based on the art of the hop (ayy)
i guess that slightly hip, slicing through the melodies
feet intact to a song that’s not a summer hit, that works just fine
am i doing this for the kids? (i dunno)
or for the seeds i know not of?
the kind that wouldn’t miss a thing
here he goes again, being sentimental as it is
all centred in the future while he gets dragged by his brother’s jinxes
at my best, i’m imaginitive (true)
walk beside my madness, whilst i leave you with the farthest distance (walk!)
we were both young and stupid
loosened up to find other folk not afraid to hunt for other fishes
as i swim along these m-ffled samples, away from the hoi polloi
who caught a wave, drowned in it
and from the sounds of it, they don’t mix well with the koi (fish!)
sure, that’s real but on the other side, let me get to my point
small kids hop on swings, now they jump towards suicide (stay woke)
pendulum swings back and forth, right through your time
this is my first tape and all, i only did it ’cause i’m bored
and it was ian who brought back the fire (shout out to kamo)
it’s sort of nice in this gapped year life of mine
steady flow, no sauce, no flows, always home
alongside with these ancient thoughts of mine
that remind my odd soul of the fact that i’m all alone
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