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swadnoc - the boy who cried wolf lyrics

[intro]
(chorus, indistinguishable but growing)
teeo is back

[chorus: owl eyes]
how far out have i got to move?
oh, i’ve got to get next to you
but you’re so far away
searching for a heart another world away

you’re all i need now, if you knew
i can’t operate with out you
no i could never live another day
falling to the floor
you’re my heart attack

[verse 1]
i don’t see the fuzzy dice, anymore
i don’t see the walmart price
$7.99 and i got a brother for a lifetime
the farther we drive, the harder i strive
staring on me like a pair of eyes in the sky
running on “e” for a minute in fifth gear
i know how to play, as if it was my fifth year
unlock the door and let her in, now she wanna disappear!
kicking it, in another hemisphere
‘fore she leave, she get a souvenir
probably a t-shirt, she really want some swad gear
hanging over us the whole time, chandelier
a cough and a squeeze, just like a physical
i get a little clinical fillin’ up some lyricals
some h-rny horse, mythical
cutting off girls left and right, umbilical
i don’t take short cuts, my flow is logistical
like the states to the nation, my dice are like t-st-c-ls, cause we’re indivisible
hard to finish up a day when it ain’t been written
i will find a way like an impossible mission
examine her condition but i’m not here to listen
it felt like fiction till i saw how far i have driven
in my own day, and i play the villain

[chorus]

[verse 2]
i don’t see the pretty chicks, anymore
and she don’t see my witty tricks
then again she never did, she saw right through ’em
then again she fell for my facade and illusions
twosome, gruesome, but who is she to him?
after i’m gone, life will go on, it’s rollin’
draw the next hand, shake ’em, and roll ’em
yeah, don’t lose the poker face
i’ll be irate if i let this eight go to waste
right on pace to take a taste, she lingers, she waits
she’s dropping me the bait, i’m hooked on her
so i go the ninety
“face it, homie! act nice but you’re a straight phony! and you wonder why you’re up late lonely”
funny coming from some fuzzy dice
you got nothing better, on this lovely night?
maybe you’re right, but i don’t see the country roads, anymore
you stuck out like my throat went sore
i’d love to implore if you hung around more
i know i got a poor repertoire, but you’re who i’d love to adore
“you just got ignored. she knows you say that to all of your wh-r-s, ya ugly eye sore”
wait! i swear this is different!
i’m aware that we’re different. if you would -stuttering- just, come -sigh-

[outro]
(chorus, indistinguishable and fading)

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