Sublimation from Schemes by mike clay
Tracklist
| 4. | Sublimation | 3:48 |
Lyrics
Whenever the stress gets to your dome
Remember that we go to the same
Place whenever we die don’t go asking what you left behind
It makes the record skip, skip
Hey there brotherman walking down the block
Is this the right place, is this the right stop?
I’ve got to ask because I’ve never been
You going to just stand there or just let me in?
Most times words don’t need to be said
Play your heart on what lies ahead
If you guess the blueprint lose your chance
The creator has a master plan
It’s not about what you do,
It’s all about what you say
Your intentions may seem clear
Oh baby, we know what you need
Bottom of the totem pole, glass flow overboard
My ex an exit sign, call ahead press rewind
Do that on your separate time, purple hair picket line
God is on the podium, first second or opium
Apparently, my paradise is picturing her red cheeks
Planted under bed sheets, yesterday or next week
Hermit in apartment, petting zoo for narcissist
First time second guess, underneath her summer dress
Open letter, call god, found hell in small talk
Just call my publicist, claim her good Samaritan
Won’t come to my funeral, decimals are savages
Numbers on a napkin, Satchmo and Nat king
Nine to fivers colonize, painting for the colour blind
Fee-fi-fo-fum, Fee-fi-fo-fum
Who put the genie in the bottle of old rum?
Alley cats, happy jacks, give them all a boarding pass
It’s not about what you do,
It’s all about what you say
Your intentions may seem clear
Oh baby, we know what you need
