Lyrics

I've come to live right on the edge of the water I have a studio, library, place for writing Right up on the waterfront of Sausalito I'm diving in the deep end You gotta sink before you swim I know the science and the sequencing It's hard just to keep it in I'm giving birth to cosmos I seen the shit in visual and turned it into audio I killed my lower self, bid him adios There's no room for you for where we're trying to go I took a leap of faith, yelled Geronimo They kicked me out of school, but my class was still honorable It's pulling at my heartstrings My angels playing harp strings I was three years old, running around the complex By the pool with no water wings I took a leap, but I couldn't swim That was short-lived, synonymous with What life could've been, but pops jumped in And we popped up in unison (u-n-i-son) And it's weighing heavy on my heart I mean that word I channeled in I let the organ play to let it sink Last thing they want from you is you to think Throw a dollar at you when you're at your brink For the record, no, they're playing with our lives So they can move their needles like they're playing 45s It's sick, we touch palms and they pray for our demise And you don't have to say a word You're speaking with your eyes, Chico Still I rise Clicquot Visions find vevo Regardless of the viewers We still do this just to build our ethos And I've been moving through for ages and eons and epochs Man of steel bars used to reinforce the concrete I planted star seeds in these vehicles And thoughts superseded what they taught to be feasible I put my trauma on a need-to-know basis I'm playing trump cards once they show their faces Running backlogs and flooded all the open pages Transmuted gold, amended all the broken vases My pen tenfolded, my stock did a 10x I'm running past the end zone goals I need some bed rest I wonder why my thoughts won't slow and move in excess I wonder why the top's so cold and feel like Everest We climb still nevertheless The milk spilled, we never did stress Charge it to the game And of course it came with vested interest My pick bag looked like Pinterest I florally arranged some bouquets and I made a business There's no way that you could tell me that I'm living in a place with limits And I have to stay within them That's more out of bounds Then the folks that didn't make it in the stadium Tailgating, wishing that I'd pump my brakes for them But lord knows I can't wait for them I'm better off to pray for them I'm running at the speed of light I'm trying to bring this faith to them Jogging through the scenic heights To distance from the murky lows The truth's not incentivized But still a lie was never told A grown man so I stand straight That's word to every 33 vertebrae For Christ's sakes These boys spilling hot tea They're hopped up off Earl Grey You know the words here say So leave that to the hers or theys please I swam four seas in 33 degrees Got allergic to the surface shit I'm looking for a leave Believe none of what you hear And everything you cc And with that said I'm descending to the depths All this universe is like water And when you're thrown into the water After being accustomed to living on the dry land You try to stand on the water You try to catch hold of it The only way to survive in the water And the only thing to do under those circumstances Is to learn how to swim And to swim You relax, you let go You give yourself to the water Indeed in a certain way you become the water You become the water
Writer(s): Peter Bolinski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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