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==Lyrics==

The greener grass grows where the wildfires fertilize
With ashes of sparrows, peppered moths, and butterflies
Ghosts of trees and termites bloom in the beanstalk

And if you get lightheaded when standing too fast
Is it from shaking out the weight of phosphenes and pasts
Salt deposits on warm little rivers that burst from our words

And god knows crying ain’t gonna change a thing
She said “take care,” but I take more than I bring.

She said “It just feels inhumane to lose this much”
Cause when you leave, you know you take more than your love
Just one week of cicada days we’re losing touch
And I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much.

Our nerves were braided under ceiling stars, they were all
Glow-in-the-dark, hanging over queen-sized 
Purple waves of ancient chemicals
Just whisper

Did you ever build with those endangered bones?
Well the ground looks soft enough to bury this now
Oh please, oh no.

And then my sponsor said “Do nothing. Nothing works.”
And then my doctor said “Don’t do that if it hurts.”

She said “It just feels inhumane to lose this much.”
Cause when you leave, you know you take more than your love.
The seasons of cicada days we can’t make up
And I know it just feels inhumane to lose this much.

Let all my red flags fade to white, yeah, I give up
Don’t let me leave, I’ll only take more than I gave. Okay, I’ll pack my stuff
Here at the end of days, my god, what have I done?
Christ now it feels damn inhumane to get all I've dreamed of

Keep coming back, it works if you work it
So work it, you’re worth it, it won’t if you don’t
One day at a time, tomorrow’s too late, amen.

Cicada Days

My dream girl, those eyes, that nose
My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone
Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts
Haunt my bedroom at night and say “Let’s get you home.”
They say “Grow up, be a man, ‘cause until then you’re nothing but a short-haired girl”
But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand, see my reason and “Goodbye cruel world.”
And oh my god, what’s wrong with me?
And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now’s escaping me…
That’s right, Margaret!

Dream girl come and sweep me off my knees
I’d rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me.

Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold
To incubate the shadows you can’t stitch back to your soles 
You seemed fine just a few days ago
But  CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home.

Well now you swear in your prayers telling time “Promise I’ll never have fun again
If you’d stop flying,” but then you start crying “never mind, you win!”
And far too late came far too soon
And the love you never made became the things you’d never do…
Oh, sweet Mary!

Dream girl come but keep your hands off me
Go on back to bed my love, I mean, that’s where dreams are supposed to be.

So come on, William
Grow up, be a man, ‘cause until then they’re gonna treat you like you’re just a little girl
But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands and you’ll see that it’s
Me who cries mercy while your fingers curl and
Oh are you at all like me?
Do you know what I mean? Or am I too close to see?
Someone, anyone?

Of the two things we do on our knees: watch me fold my hands just to crack my knuckles
Well, here is the church, here is the steeple open the doors, see all the people!
Alright, that’s enough, let’s get you home.

That's Enough, Let's Get You Home

I want to meet your maker, shake him by his ensanguined damask lapels
Holler "Look what you've done, gave this planet a sun,"
"And made a man to wonder if he's more than the sum of his cells"
'Cause you defy creation. I hate you, I hate you, I do
Hands to the night sky, praying you might die, before I fall in love with you

So call me Amadeus, God made me famous 'cause I am his favorite
But I can hate myself so you don't have to.

Cause I like you don't you see? I just like you a little more than me.
I like you don't you see? Oh, hey, I just like you a little more than me.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh no.

I've seen the face of nature, wasted constellations crumpled up in my hands
Knowing if you're supernova, your light show is over 
But too slow to know for sure if it's a part of the plan
I hear your heart beating under the floorboards, the rhythm is a gospel to me
So how I could stand a chance, let alone dance, with the way you sweep me off these two left feet?

So call me Amadeus, but I still can't keep a straight face while I praying
But I could crack my kneecaps just to please you. Oh oh oh.

I like you don't you see? I just like you a little more than me.
I like you don't you see? Oh, hey, I just like you a little more than me.
Oh oh oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh no.

Dangling a lantern over the event horizon
Thinking it'll thank you for the light you're sacrificing
Bide time in orbit like a satellite, remind yourself
The world don't revolve around you
So don't you revolve around someone else

And rock me Amadeus! God don't explain the way time and space made us
But with the wavelengths bending it makes sense
The only thing that's "meant to be" is gravity
And what comes up must go down.

I like you don't you see? I just like you a little more than me.
I like you don't you see? Oh, hey, I just like you a little more than me.
Bit by bit and heart by heart, this won't have to end if it doesn't start.
Bit by bit and heart by heart, this won't have to end if it doesn't start.
Bit by bit and heart by heart, this won't have to end if it doesn't start.
Bit by bit and heart by heart, this won't have to end-

But it just did.

Misanthrapologist ("In case I make it," Outtake) [Live in Studio] - Backroom Studios, Rockaway, NJ

NOTHING HERE IS MADE BY ME, EVERYTHING BELONGS TO WILL WOOD

Love, Me Normally

Helluva Boss: Season Two (Original Soundtrack)

All 2 U (Motherfucker)

When I See Him

Two Minutes Notice

Ministry of Truth

w/ @loveangst
prod. prod-suki + murai

huh right, dont know her
big necklace, big boulder
fine wont show her
cant catch this, face on poker
huh right, im sober
cant catch me bitch im joker
one night, one shoulder
im psycho yes i told her
huh right, dont know her
big payments, big folder
fine cant control her
can catch this face on poker
we slide, in a chauffeur 
why you act like you dont know her
one time, then we over

had getting rich in my sights forever
aint no comparison nigga im better
stepped outside nigga i changed the weather
im knocking shit out call me angst! mayweather
who do it better than me?
hits coming out repeat, yuh
who do it better than us?
bro me and SUPXR like 3 for 3, yuh

dont wanna do it like this
cant argue hes usin his fists
talk out his neck, get put on a list
name on the watch, yagami my wrist
ha, dont do it like that
rylais the chat its movin too fast
blockin the call, cant deal with the sass
blockin the ball, youre holding me back

huh right, dont know her
big necklace, big boulder
fine wont show her
cant catch this, face on poker
huh right, im sober
cant catch me bitch im joker
one night, one shoulder
im psycho yes i told her

no i wont blow it
no i wont miss my shot
no i wont miss my, no, no i wont miss my shot
no i wont blow it
no, no i wont miss my shot
no i wont miss my
nah, no i wont miss my shot

huh right, dont know her
big necklace, big boulder
fine wont show her
cant catch this, face on poker
huh right, im sober
cant catch me bitch im joker
one night, one shoulder
im psycho yes i told her
huh right, dont know her
big payments, big folder
fine cant control her
can catch this face on poker
we slide, in a chauffeur 
why you act like you dont know her
one time, then we over

POKER

The song's used are not mine, I just got bored one day and combined the beginning and end of the Album "Self-Ish" by Will Wood and the Tapeworms.

Therefore, the music is not mine, just making that clear.

Songs:
Self- [Will Wood and the Tapeworms]
-Ish [Will Wood and the Tapeworms]

Self-ish (Read Description for more info)

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