Dramamine (Dirceu Collab)

Duration

3:36

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

I don't get it Don't got it I don't get it I don't got it Don't got it I don't get it I don't get it Don't got it I don't get it I don't got it Don't got it I don't get it The dirt in the soles of my shoes Accompanied by lose change Not enough to pay a souls dues Just enough to make my ankles chafe Beneath blue green skies Quicksand below my waist If I can make my way to the QuikTrip If I can wade my way to the QuikTrip Get in a better space I'm hopelessly over expectant Like the crowd that Snickers as Baby Ruth hits a home run into the Milky Way Might've made 100 Grand had it not been for that Butter Fingered pitcher with a Zero for a hand His girl, I Hershey's still waiting for a PayDay but you know I could give a GOD DAMN Anyway, she was honeydicking you man And now the sun is going down only one block down But I can't really stand They told me I could win I guess I should've ran I can really stand for something But here I am with a sock full of nickels and a pocket full of nothing I don't get it Don't got it I don't get it I don't got it Don't got it I don't get it I don't get it Don't got it I don't get it I don't got it Don't got it I don't get it Most claim they're fighting to move forward I'm fight to regress I don't want you to undress Much less make love or make up an excuse for me Forlorn too torn too tattered too Making me and the maytalls break laws for you But fragile ones, defined by the age she was I believe she was closer to me than 16 Her mother was much closer to menopause I swear she told a lie that garnered men's and women's applause To get her fins and gills to bare (Bear) I swear she knew me all along I swear I was the one in the dark all alone I'm afraid that I never had a case Been in the wrong time Never been to the right place Been in the wrong mind Scratches and cuts across my face My love, My life, My mistakes I believe I'm on a dead end street watching the sun set in the east My head aches worse than it has all week But I'm tired of complaints But I'm tired of complaints But there ain't much to say if you ain't going to complain I've long since forgotten how to feel ashamed Most my days are spent lost in the rain My clothes a collection of stains But not today I think I'll sleep til three Stay right here for a couple hours too My heart is beating too fast too fast Too fast too fast I believe I'll be relieved if I smoke something and try to breath Don't remember waking up Don't remember staying up Don't remember who I am I don't remember giving a god damn All I know is the froze asphalt on which I stand