"Drowntime" lyrics
If I gotta go no I won't go quietly
I can feel the rebels in my soul rioting
Mind eatin me alive, no dieting
We work together but when its past 6 I don't know
Sobriety to help no kind to me
When I lose my shit there's no finding me
Fuck em, they so-so-ciety in a so-so-society
No more denial
This the sound of man without a plan with doubt in hand
I close my palms, know my wrongs
You ain't never wrote my songs
Grass is greener but you ain't never mowed my lawn
Don't you dare interrupt me, shit
You could never hold my thoughts
You would fold from the weight
I'm too old to debate
Dreamed I show you the way
But I'm too cold I might flake
You too froze, I might skate
Bite my nose just to spite the hole in my face
Know I might not
I sold my mic for gold and hype
But y'all don't really wanna be nihilists
You afraid to care, there's a difference
And the difference is you a bitch, bitch
If it's pretentious not to pretend shit then I'm
Really high
I'm really, really high
I'm over you
Really in the sky
Feed me lies and bleed the eyes, I'm drowning
Demon times I need disguise, I'm drowning
Really high
Hold up, wait a minute, if it's
Time for the war, where you stand? What's your position?
Eatin more then we stand right in your kitchen
Leave you where you stand, we don't do no more dishes
Hands in the air
Put yo muthafuckin hands
These corporations made $200 billion last year and they ain't paid one cent of taxes
How many kids in schools homeless in my city? Little more than one hundred thousand
Pac asked Trump 30 years ago, "How many rooms you need in them houses?"
Now Pac's dead and Trump prez, and for some reason we all stopped askin
Look
Power don't teach you what to think
Power train your mind how to think
And then change conditions that it's in
So now the info doesn't matter
A prophet they'll easily delete you
They don't gotta kill our leaders
Homie they just gotta re-tweet ya
I been washed but I don't feel clean
I been lost havin hopeless dreams
Time we've bought, lost, there's no such thing
Ole blue and the ocean green
Time to drown
I can feel the rebels in my soul rioting
Mind eatin me alive, no dieting
We work together but when its past 6 I don't know
Sobriety to help no kind to me
When I lose my shit there's no finding me
Fuck em, they so-so-ciety in a so-so-society
No more denial
This the sound of man without a plan with doubt in hand
I close my palms, know my wrongs
You ain't never wrote my songs
Grass is greener but you ain't never mowed my lawn
Don't you dare interrupt me, shit
You could never hold my thoughts
You would fold from the weight
I'm too old to debate
Dreamed I show you the way
But I'm too cold I might flake
You too froze, I might skate
Bite my nose just to spite the hole in my face
Know I might not
I sold my mic for gold and hype
But y'all don't really wanna be nihilists
You afraid to care, there's a difference
And the difference is you a bitch, bitch
If it's pretentious not to pretend shit then I'm
Really high
I'm really, really high
I'm over you
Really in the sky
Feed me lies and bleed the eyes, I'm drowning
Demon times I need disguise, I'm drowning
Really high
Hold up, wait a minute, if it's
Time for the war, where you stand? What's your position?
Eatin more then we stand right in your kitchen
Leave you where you stand, we don't do no more dishes
Hands in the air
Put yo muthafuckin hands
These corporations made $200 billion last year and they ain't paid one cent of taxes
How many kids in schools homeless in my city? Little more than one hundred thousand
Pac asked Trump 30 years ago, "How many rooms you need in them houses?"
Now Pac's dead and Trump prez, and for some reason we all stopped askin
Look
Power don't teach you what to think
Power train your mind how to think
And then change conditions that it's in
So now the info doesn't matter
A prophet they'll easily delete you
They don't gotta kill our leaders
Homie they just gotta re-tweet ya
I been washed but I don't feel clean
I been lost havin hopeless dreams
Time we've bought, lost, there's no such thing
Ole blue and the ocean green
Time to drown
Writer(s): Marlon Sean Cirker, Theodor Bengt Arbus
