"sweater is vetements" lyrics
Sweater is vetements
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
Is there an absolute
Value of soul?
Skin is less tight
Every year that I grow
Sometimes it seems
Like the air that I need
Getting thinner
And thinner
The harder I pull
Is there an absolute
Meaning of life?
I'll never know
But I'll never ask twice
If something's after
Cuz I have been
Down there
And trust me
It cuts
Like the edge
Of a knife
Try not to panic
As sounds of the static
Get louder and louder
The nights that I throw
Legs and my elbows
I can't get to sleep
I don't feel right
With the skins
That's on me
Is there an absolute
Value of art?
All that should matter
Is coming from heart
Sometimes it seems
Like the monsters I meet
From these beats
Would be happy
To tear me apart
'Long as they get
What they want in the end
Funny how money
Turns stranger to friends
Some friends to enemies
Blood ain't that thick to me
Those that I chose
Have been thick
Thru the thin
'Long as they get
What they want in the end
Funny how money
Turns stranger to friends
Some friends to enemies
Blood ain't that thick to me
Those that I chose
Have been thick
Thru the thin
Sweater is vetements
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
Sweater is vetements
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
Is there an absolute
Value of soul?
Skin is less tight
Every year that I grow
Sometimes it seems
Like the air that I need
Getting thinner
And thinner
The harder I pull
Is there an absolute
Meaning of life?
I'll never know
But I'll never ask twice
If something's after
Cuz I have been
Down there
And trust me
It cuts
Like the edge
Of a knife
Try not to panic
As sounds of the static
Get louder and louder
The nights that I throw
Legs and my elbows
I can't get to sleep
I don't feel right
With the skins
That's on me
Is there an absolute
Value of art?
All that should matter
Is coming from heart
Sometimes it seems
Like the monsters I meet
From these beats
Would be happy
To tear me apart
'Long as they get
What they want in the end
Funny how money
Turns stranger to friends
Some friends to enemies
Blood ain't that thick to me
Those that I chose
Have been thick
Thru the thin
'Long as they get
What they want in the end
Funny how money
Turns stranger to friends
Some friends to enemies
Blood ain't that thick to me
Those that I chose
Have been thick
Thru the thin
Sweater is vetements
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
Sweater is vetements
Over my head again
In a predicament
Tryina fix shit
If you can't help
Please then just stop
Real wealth
Isn't the pad
Of your pocket
Why do you beg
Beg I be honest?
Unfiltered me
Would poke holes
In your conscious
Repeating words
With the weight
Of a comet
Hit like a lemon tech
Inside my stomach
