you know it's they them, as in me and most of mine
some identical identity, i keep em' close beside
open old wounds just enough to bleed out older lines
'til there's no truths left, and i concede to close my eyes
and even though the sleet and snow are peeking through the blinds
i still meet them on my morning walk, sheepishly surprised
used to think this skittish brain might need to be inside
'till neurosis was a locksmith with a key to where i hide
now i keep ice on me, that shit froze
not like diamonds though– it's april, and we still been gettin' snow
but me and all my friends are 'bouta hit the road
not for tour, though, i really just enjoyed it when we drove, 'cause
you're way less likely to get stared at by an old white man in a moving car
and yes, i see that really neat flag on your window, are you quite aware that you guys lost the war?
and yes, i did use the gender neutral bathroom, what is your concern with what i've got going on?
you can fight me in this walmart, if you really want to, but when you get your ass beat, don't pull out your AR
yes, my fucking nails are painted! what, you think i didn't know?
yes, i wore a skirt today! what's with all the rigmarole?
yes, i've got some makeup on, and yes, bitch, i look beautiful!
so 'fore you ask another question, you can get to getting ghost
YOU ARE READING
atlas lyrics
Randomatlas is a really amazing person. check them out on youtube, soundcloud, itunes, etc. this is a book of some of their songs and lyrics. you may request a song that i haven't added yet. enjoy!
