"It's A Tricky One" lyrics
It's a tricky one, we don't wanna get piped down
Flash come up when the boy's in town
Wow, bet you want a bit of us now
[?] like pow, pow, pow
It's a tricky one
(Tricky one—)
(Get piped—)
(Flash come up when the boys in—)
Tricky one
(Bet you want a bit of us—)
([?] like pow—)
What's inside your pocket full of dreams?
Shorts of mixed feelings and bags of self-esteem
Up and down life, man, respect the regime
Cost less to stay fucked than it does to stay clean
Full of bad habits
The anxiety is real, spare a penny for my panic
I found solace that I finally found the root of my damage
But the bruise won't heal, it's just easier to manage
You ever had a thought you don't want to recollect?
Paintin' pictures in my mind as I try to forget
It's a tricky one, yes, you can't erase every step
So man, I live with these scars till the day that I rest
Clear head now
Eight hours in my bed now
Wake in the six feelin' zenned-out now
Too many things make sense
But got here from livin' on the edge, it's blessed
Slow down on a heat wave
Dryin' up in the sun
Drowned out on a beach day
Those thoughts ain't the one
Man up, is that it?
Man up, get it
You could just let it run
Gotta let it
Doesn't get [?] if you part ways now
I've done snow in the summer, snow in the mornin'
Throw up in my sink without warnin'
Did another line, put the jacket on and walked out the door then
Wondered if I'd gained a fear of boredom
I'd already spent a fortune
Hedonism costs, but what an awesome high
Livin' off the thought that I'm an awesome guy
Yeah, she's fucking gorgeous, doubt I'll get it up
Lately it's been harder and harder for me to—
Come on, someone show me where the after party is
Forgotten dreams and spaghetti westerns
Everyone standoffish until they find out you're a shootin' star
Aviators and a few cigars
People cuttin' lines from every actor with their stupid power
Gotta flip the script, keep the silence, bit of peace and quiet
[?] and a sea of eyelids
There are other ways to channel violence
Without flippin' on the self-same story, but we're on a different shelf
Slow down on a heat wave
Dryin' up in the sun (Sun)
Drowned out on a beach day
Those thoughts ain't the one (Ain't the one)
Man up, is that it?
Man up, get it
You could just let it run
Gotta let it
Doesn't get [?] if you part ways now
It's a tricky one, we don't wanna get piped down
Flash come up when the boy's in town
Wow, bet you want a bit of us now
[?] like pow, pow, pow
It's a tricky one
(Tricky one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
Tricky one
(Tricky one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
Yeah, it's the reason I scream
I pulled the plaster off and let it bleed
It seems we're splittin', 'cause I'm splittin' at the seams
You're not even half of what I need
Old sports, new greed
Have I always got to pay for bein' me?
Let me see what kind of face I can steal
[?] expressions, two secs, lemme chill
Why you always all up in my grill?
It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a pill, what?
It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a—
Pill, yeah
And all of those negative beliefs that we've created to make sense of what happened to us
When we go through all of that, the false self layers
Into the pain, through that pain which is also a portal
Remember, [?] are always portals
And then you come back to remembering the truth of who you are
Flash come up when the boy's in town
Wow, bet you want a bit of us now
[?] like pow, pow, pow
It's a tricky one
(Tricky one—)
(Get piped—)
(Flash come up when the boys in—)
Tricky one
(Bet you want a bit of us—)
([?] like pow—)
What's inside your pocket full of dreams?
Shorts of mixed feelings and bags of self-esteem
Up and down life, man, respect the regime
Cost less to stay fucked than it does to stay clean
Full of bad habits
The anxiety is real, spare a penny for my panic
I found solace that I finally found the root of my damage
But the bruise won't heal, it's just easier to manage
You ever had a thought you don't want to recollect?
Paintin' pictures in my mind as I try to forget
It's a tricky one, yes, you can't erase every step
So man, I live with these scars till the day that I rest
Clear head now
Eight hours in my bed now
Wake in the six feelin' zenned-out now
Too many things make sense
But got here from livin' on the edge, it's blessed
Slow down on a heat wave
Dryin' up in the sun
Drowned out on a beach day
Those thoughts ain't the one
Man up, is that it?
Man up, get it
You could just let it run
Gotta let it
Doesn't get [?] if you part ways now
I've done snow in the summer, snow in the mornin'
Throw up in my sink without warnin'
Did another line, put the jacket on and walked out the door then
Wondered if I'd gained a fear of boredom
I'd already spent a fortune
Hedonism costs, but what an awesome high
Livin' off the thought that I'm an awesome guy
Yeah, she's fucking gorgeous, doubt I'll get it up
Lately it's been harder and harder for me to—
Come on, someone show me where the after party is
Forgotten dreams and spaghetti westerns
Everyone standoffish until they find out you're a shootin' star
Aviators and a few cigars
People cuttin' lines from every actor with their stupid power
Gotta flip the script, keep the silence, bit of peace and quiet
[?] and a sea of eyelids
There are other ways to channel violence
Without flippin' on the self-same story, but we're on a different shelf
Slow down on a heat wave
Dryin' up in the sun (Sun)
Drowned out on a beach day
Those thoughts ain't the one (Ain't the one)
Man up, is that it?
Man up, get it
You could just let it run
Gotta let it
Doesn't get [?] if you part ways now
It's a tricky one, we don't wanna get piped down
Flash come up when the boy's in town
Wow, bet you want a bit of us now
[?] like pow, pow, pow
It's a tricky one
(Tricky one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
Tricky one
(Tricky one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one)
Yeah, it's the reason I scream
I pulled the plaster off and let it bleed
It seems we're splittin', 'cause I'm splittin' at the seams
You're not even half of what I need
Old sports, new greed
Have I always got to pay for bein' me?
Let me see what kind of face I can steal
[?] expressions, two secs, lemme chill
Why you always all up in my grill?
It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a pill, what?
It's no wonder why I turned to every powder and a—
Pill, yeah
And all of those negative beliefs that we've created to make sense of what happened to us
When we go through all of that, the false self layers
Into the pain, through that pain which is also a portal
Remember, [?] are always portals
And then you come back to remembering the truth of who you are
