Eleven

Where The Siren Swims

The Man Who Walked Lobsters

02. Dust Covers

10. If It Were Up To Me It Wouldnt Be Up To Me

Greaf - You Have Everything You Need Here

Greaf - He's Around Here Somewhere

Yeah, I used to wear my heart out on my sleeve,
But now I keep that shit hidden, 'cause there’s some passion thieves.
Can’t trust too many people, they change like seasons,
It’s all gucci, till it’s thirteen reasons.

Growing up as an immigrant, man, that shit was tough,
Living rough, man, life wasn’t soft, fam, it was rough.
Then I found music, then everything changed,
Got my mama and the fam singing praise, unchained.

It’s like I’ve been through shit that you wouldn’t understand,
Turbulent circumstances, yet I stuck to the plan.
Lonely days, all I needed was a friend,
But I couldn’t trust many people, so here we go again.

Man, I got to get over this,
Put the pain in the music so they can understand it.
Dealt with some traumas, the highs and the lows,
Most of the shit I dealt, fam, they’ll never know.

Yeah, I used to wear my heart out on my sleeve,
But now I keep that shit hidden, 'cause there’s some passion thieves.
Can’t trust too many people, they change like seasons,
It’s all gucci, till it’s thirteen reasons.

Recently been deep in thought, reflective vibes,
Analyzing why in situations I was neglected, like lives.
People changed over petty things, so sad,
But recently, dawg, ain’t gonna lie, been thinking of my dad.

It’s like I’ve been through shit that you wouldn’t understand,
Turbulent circumstances, yet I stuck to the plan.
Lonely days, all I needed was a friend,
But I couldn’t trust many people, so here we go again.

Home alone as I pen this, some macaulay culkin shit,
The Hennessy spilled, time to open it.
Deep pain throughout my chest, gotta get it off somehow,
They say sometimes I’m stoic, now there’s no reason to wonder how.

Been thinking lately, why the best gotta switch up,
And the rest come and go like a hiccup, what’s up?
Supposed to be bros for life, but you’re a bro for the moment,
I’ve given up, trying to adjust, just feels hopeless.

Yeah, I used to wear my heart out on my sleeve,
But now I keep that shit hidden, 'cause there’s some passion thieves.
Can’t trust too many people, they change like seasons,
It’s all gucci, till it’s thirteen reasons.

Growing up as an immigrant, man, that shit was tough,
Living rough, man, life wasn’t soft, fam, it was rough.
Then I found music, then everything changed,
Got my mama and the fam singing praise, unchained.


10. If It Were Up To Me It Wouldnt Be Up To Me

Macintosh Robinson