The Days - Tar Lecter

Where the Party At (Prod. Nail Biter)

LECTER - TAR LECTER

playing with words and intoxicated thoughts

Melted Candles - Tar Lecter (prod. M.A.C 95)

LYRICS:

When I was broke and homeless holding shit down, hopeless
Loco motives and track marks, Jack in my soda
Careful moves like playing chess with my opponents
Keep em all in check, I'll smoke em in a moment
Prayed for overdoses
But the Holy Ghost was rocking with me back then
Passed out at Track 2 and woke up at Track 10
Like, what happened?
I musta confused the xanax for aspirin
Napping on a mattress, gaspin for air
And Kayla's aware of how many days I was wearing the same underwear
But she still let me stay at her crib
Her parents were livid
I guess I'll always love those instances
But distance is needed
Once you've seen behind the images

It's a mirage 9 times out of 10
Just a facade with a pretty face and a warm grin
Invited me in time and time again
But my intentions were switching
As they were giving in I quit giving a shit

Fuck your feelings, I'm doin me and I'm good at it
Bit of a loose cannon
Never practiced good habits
But a fun time getting tongue tied with a few addicts
So oblivious to the truth from that abused path
I found it sad but when I see us still spewing laughs
I have to look through the glass and realize it's cool to have
Different points of view, the noose is loosened, do the math
Unless diversity's too difficult for you to add

HOOK:
I always wanted it all until I got it
I'll lose it all by tomorrow, yea empty pockets
Another drunken brawl in an apartment
Always ends in a swollen eye socket
Should probably give it your all while you got it
Even when the world spins fast and makes you nauseous
Don't wanna cure no disease, I ain't no prophet
In an alley still sleeping in my vomit

Back to my antics
I'm breaking into a Mack truck
A black plastic bag where I got half of the cash stuffed
Nabbed some smack, relaxed and acted a damn fool
Drank a tallie in the kitchen now I can't stand up
Cut some slack for me, I'm actually half gone
She told me only thing I'm good for is a sad song
Slammed the door in my face, now I'm past wrong
Walking up on her front lawn with a mac drawn
Human trash, I'm a bastard that's hazardous
Slash with a passion, got a problem I'll handle it
Sex drugs and violence that's the shit I find glamorous
Find my peace inside of chaos in this mind of an anarchist
Say I'm outta control, but I love the way it feels
Look momma no hands, will Jesus take the wheel?
I think that ship has sailed, standing hopeless at the pier
Mind so construed i cant tell if anything's real

HOOK

Tar Lecter

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