In the Water

In the Water (feat. Quinn XCII)

Blood Runs Red

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Written by Kai Straw
Produced Kai Straw
Engineered by Fred Sorenson
Artwork by KloudM

LYRICS:

No one gave me shit
I worked for this
At this point I’m just
done with encouragement
You say talented
I say calluses
I’m tasting my blood just pronouncing it
Since Fairfield days
The beats I made
I may have quit drinking but dream the same

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
To get somewhere you’ll never reach

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

I’m not stoppin’ this
Just the opposite
I won’t drop when most people need oxygen
Since the green Lexus
Since the weed excess
Since the drink was my treatment for depression
Man, my lips been blue
Fuck what stitches do
I’ll put red on this mic like it’s ’92

I was told this the moon
Like good luck, Mr. Rocket Shoes

And they ask me why you workin’
All days of the week
Toward something you’ll never be

I’ve been wishin’ for better so long
I guess I’m sick of wishing in by bed alone
If those wishes were weapons
Their full metal jackets are stuck
So fuck wishin’, I’m here with a gun
Jiminy Cricket never made me anyone
All my clips are full of bitterness
And I’m coming for you
I’ma bloom like a wicked magnolia

Until I’m taken by weeds
My will is my leprosy
Instead of wounds that scrape the sheets
I’ve got no turn back in me
So set glass beneath my feet
Take the last breath that I need
To meet what glows beyond my reach
I’ll become a tragedy

There’s is no hell that spells retreat
Fuck your gravity
This to the grave
This to the grave

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Hoodie Allen - Come Around Lyrics:
we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

we was doing so good like last week
caught us makin’ out in the back seat
you were runnin’ through my mind like a track meet
now when i see you around you be lookin’ past me
you say you that moved on, well that’s swell
then you beggin’ me to come to your hotel
how’d i end up here again baby, but oh well
i tell myself i won’t then i let myself down

everything has changed, i know
it’s like it ain’t the same, no more
used to ride the fast lane, shotgun
now i’m in the backseat, caught up

we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around
said you love me what you doin’ that for
now you’re slowly creepin’ through the back door
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

i know you think that you can come around and fix things
she call me tom brady, bought that girl like six rings
you f*ck me up, you talk a lot, you never listen
pardon my french, word to christian
honey keep your distance …
i’m done with all that fake sh*t you been dishin’
play your part, get an audition
i wanna’ thank you for the good times we been missin’
but now i need to find someone to live with

everything has changed, i know
it’s like it ain’t the same, no more
used to ride the fast lane, shotgun
now i’m in the backseat, caught up

we were so free ridin’ with the top down
now i’m lonely, fading to the background
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around
said you love me what you doin’ that for
now you’re slowly creepin’ through the back door
it’s too late for you to come around
it’s too late to come around

"Come Around" (with Christian French)
Produced by YOG$ and David Von Mering
Mixed by Dylan McDougle
Mastered by Chris Gehringer
Hoodie Allen, LLC 

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