"DAISY'S" lyrics
(I woke on the pavement with my face in the snow
How I felt, how I draw it
This may be the year I disappear
No! This is the year I reappeared
I'm glad I didn't
Something in my pocket crawling in the seams
Blood seeping into my bass
Glass spilling on the stage, coming)
Y'all can't have my scene cause we're a fucking wasteland
Y'all can't break my heart cause we're fucking broke AF
Born betwixt the world and next
Between utopia and Generation X
You don't get my scene, your Eyes were too Bright
And we're up all night
Y'all can't have my scene cause we're the fucking spiders
Y'all can't race this Wild Hunt, all their fucking arms
Forty cycles unstitch my lips
And swing me out to lunch with hand on ailing hip
You can't have my scene because your ass was too bored by 2004
Left-Coast punk rock from East-Coast gamecocks
A little gay, a little phase, a little Rage
We took from Drake we nicked the good stuff
We attacked your cell block with 31G shlock
A little broke, a little woke, a little bored
Like Chino all dressed up in riotcore
I just wanna sing about daisies
But I gotta yell
Fucking this
Fucking that
Caroling Shoot the shaft up with heroin
You all don't know a thing about Daisy
If I could, I'd go Cerano, float through her poetry
Gave my soul away, sing it back to me
For Daisy
For Daisy
For Daisy
And the world I taste as time goes by
It eats my heart out but still I try
It hurt too much just to watch you die
So I dug you out of a grave where liars lie
Like Low, you found God in a Daisy
Let's just laugh at those too fucking low
To get off being lazy, crazy, let's get high
We're Los Angeles born and raised!
I wake up each morning searching for symmetry, searching for symmetry
Symmetry, searching for symmetry
And finding a simile
A similar sibilance
I want you right now
I want you right now
I need you, need you now
And I just wanna sing about daisies
If I could, I'd go Cerano, float through her poetry
Gave my soul away, she gave it back to me now
I need you now
Here in this house, I need you now
I shoot the shaft up with Daisy
How I felt, how I draw it
This may be the year I disappear
No! This is the year I reappeared
I'm glad I didn't
Something in my pocket crawling in the seams
Blood seeping into my bass
Glass spilling on the stage, coming)
Y'all can't have my scene cause we're a fucking wasteland
Y'all can't break my heart cause we're fucking broke AF
Born betwixt the world and next
Between utopia and Generation X
You don't get my scene, your Eyes were too Bright
And we're up all night
Y'all can't have my scene cause we're the fucking spiders
Y'all can't race this Wild Hunt, all their fucking arms
Forty cycles unstitch my lips
And swing me out to lunch with hand on ailing hip
You can't have my scene because your ass was too bored by 2004
Left-Coast punk rock from East-Coast gamecocks
A little gay, a little phase, a little Rage
We took from Drake we nicked the good stuff
We attacked your cell block with 31G shlock
A little broke, a little woke, a little bored
Like Chino all dressed up in riotcore
I just wanna sing about daisies
But I gotta yell
Fucking this
Fucking that
Caroling Shoot the shaft up with heroin
You all don't know a thing about Daisy
If I could, I'd go Cerano, float through her poetry
Gave my soul away, sing it back to me
For Daisy
For Daisy
For Daisy
And the world I taste as time goes by
It eats my heart out but still I try
It hurt too much just to watch you die
So I dug you out of a grave where liars lie
Like Low, you found God in a Daisy
Let's just laugh at those too fucking low
To get off being lazy, crazy, let's get high
We're Los Angeles born and raised!
I wake up each morning searching for symmetry, searching for symmetry
Symmetry, searching for symmetry
And finding a simile
A similar sibilance
I want you right now
I want you right now
I need you, need you now
And I just wanna sing about daisies
If I could, I'd go Cerano, float through her poetry
Gave my soul away, she gave it back to me now
I need you now
Here in this house, I need you now
I shoot the shaft up with Daisy
