Sunday, January 28, 2018

Olives Lyrics



I'm worried
Always fret bout a nothin, puff and walk away in flurries 
I don't rush, but one thing that I hurry
Is sickness, give it to me in a cigarette-ah perfect
I'm lazy
I'd rather fucking sleep with trash than clean my shit it's crazy 
I'd rather work for a piece of crap than put in applications
I'd rather work for a piece of crap than a pissy test awaiting  
I'd rather find a new friend than catch up with past relations
I'd rather dream a good life than experience the sensation
I'd rather let it destroy my life than give up my sedation
I'd rather learn to cover it than admit that I am lazy
That I am anxious
That I am falling down the well and returning without patience 
That I'll have a grudging thought before I have one that is grateful
That I'll have a useless thought before I'll have one that is painful
That anything I've ever done I wasn't ever feeling capable 
That a thirst for happy days in this silt is never satiable 
Quicksand swallow me, my lifeline is tabular
And endless, soon I'll be swallowed by the scavengers 

Good afternoon, 
All you'll ever do is poop, laugh, consume, and cry over pasts you choose exactly who's the hatter dude

A door nail with forceps 
Twist Argyle out cortex
But hooray is dormant
He's bar time enforcement 

Good morning
You can seep at the mouth and it bore me 
You can keep it to self I implore you
You can stress me till my head is hoary 

A cocoon in cedar
Olive on ya speakers
Gotta shoo the tweakers
Dali on my t shirt

Hello
You can see that I sleep with a crow
Or a raven  ordained on my door
He's a chatter chatter never more 

He's a rancid miser 
Stealing my eye of the tiger 
Olive juice obliged and
No one paid the piper 

Goodnight
Imma light up my life with the pipe
Gotta visine and my eyes are white 
Imma live for the night till the light
I'll be frying my life like a bite
When they find me and crickey they might
My plight will be likened to blight 

Imma fight til my life is alright

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