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tom (emcee from australia) - don't smoke too lyrics

i have some food stuck in my t++th

[hook]
keep fist open
the meek wish, hoping to leave this ocean
these measly toes
and the least is spoken
the beast is sober
he keeps approaching
delete these woes
i will read devotions
like me, really chosen?
fist bit of closed in case i meet any foes
and if we stood opposed
that’s the least on my soul
but the least i could do is burst into poems

[verse 1]
the doldrums are blowing again
holding my hope in the pen
pray for the lowest of men
but also the ones who are holding the most
those who look to the totems for zen
bed feet in god’s green amongst snakes known to tempt
and we’ve all been close to them
and we all bleed, right? yeah, don’t pretend
regret comes often bereft of cautions
to repair it is a process that needs the muscle
to seek it sudden will bring destruction and probably lead to nothing
some need it to function
at least to touch it just for once
or my knees are bent, feet step far through his green
and i heed the pen with the need to vent
please pray for the least of men
keep palms clean and close for me again
[hook]
or just keep fist open
the meek wish, hoping to leave this ocean
these measly toes
and the least is spoken
the beast is sober
he keeps approaching
delete these woes
i will read devotions
like me, really chosen?
fist bit of closed in case i meet any foes
and if we stood opposed
that’s the least on my soul
but the least i could do is burst into poems, uh

[bridge]
it’s something to taste
i’m rushing and anxious
my cousin had a baby
i couldn’t [?] its name even if you paid me
but i could recite like jay+z’s songs on the top of the brain

[verse 2]
these old drums ringing in my ear again
my girlfriend is beginning to fear the pen
the power it possesses over me
the pain i pour out with the ink openly
this is not what i’d hoped to be
are we supposed to bleed so vocally?
does the one who controls the sea still watch over me?
regret comes with debt
and debt comes with death
and death is hunting heads through government+funded cigarettes
it must have been fun to sink the stress in a single breath
but now the man’s old, if he could reassess
he’d probably go back and live with stress rather than regret
he let the cancer get him
i’ll keep my hands together for him
this is where, lord, i know i’m no better
goodbye, oh sleepyhead
i’m packing you in like i said

- tom emcee from australia lyrics

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