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The Ocean, The Beast - Reflections / Intentions 2017

The Ocean, The Beast - Reflections / Intentions 2017
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Текст песни The Ocean, The Beast - Reflections / Intentions 2017

[Verse 1: Crawdad]
Desperate to enter this well infested center of the storm
La vie en rose, yo here come the thorns
Above my head she seen horns growing
Use these metaphors to prevent um from showing more
Poor flavor of course, my court papers say that I was born with a poor taste for remorse
Relate to the course of shame
Abort the game until my courts are claimed, cause I can‘t afford to hang
Pour my pain in a glass till I suck it dry
We support you, man what a fucking lie
Something nice to say is overdue
But impossible right now
So I obey the golden rule
Lost inside the old days
Tripping on that cocaine
Living for that slow pain
That‘s no way to go mayne
So I stop and, reevaluate the whole thing
Like intravenous cocaine use I blow brains

[Hook 1: Crawdad]
I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

[Verse 2: Crawdad]
Picture me alone in the desert with a microphone
Doing the rain dance in a lighting storm
Story of my life
I might just form my own bill of rights
Like forgive those who hurt you
Above the clouds, I got infected with that bird flu
Had to amputate my wings, give me prosthetic holiness
You could hear it when I sing
If only this was my fist to the sky
The blisters arise, as I sit and I cry
Pissed with a five fingered device I use to hit what I despise
Destroyed my reflection on the first try
But I wished it survived
Can‘t you see
They trap you
You need to
Escape while you can dude
Before they market on streets
Ways to remove the mark of the beast
And you too far to retreat
Saying

[Hook 2: Crawdad]
I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

[Verse 3: Crawdad]
Alright, stop
When I was young I used to act a fool
Ditching school and smoking weed
I thought my ass was cool
Till I became the new kid several separate times
I‘d rely on this music to get my mind at ease
Just another reason for me to get in the booth and blast off
Dude I rap my ass off
Cast off and suck the ocean through my last straw
Cut the fucking mast off and still have brass balls big enough
To face the most treacherous seas
Infectious with frees
Heavily squeezed between a rock and a hard spot
My parts not as easy to see as what you did
So I play the misfortune game and hang with cupid
She love the way I fly
Love the way I roll
Love the way my life
Gets out of control
Cause I can‘t seem to manage anything but miss music
Pointing her finger at me like
Damn this kid‘s stupid

[Hook 3: Crawdad]
I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

I‘m a desperado, baby don‘t follow me
I‘ve got a lot of problems as you can see
And usually, they too hard to swallow
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle

[Outro: Crawdad]
To all my desperados out there
Wrecked with the wreckage of your presence
Just remember
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
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