Know My Name (ft. Erb Dean)

Bliss

You know what I’ve been thinking? “Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.” -J.D. Salinger
“And I’m always saying glad to meet you to people I’m not so glad to meet” -Holden Caulfield 
Guess you gotta say that shit to stay alive huh?

Verse 1
I feel like a character written by Salinger blasphemer gonna go spit on my manger
Fuck all the phonies invading the streets 
I rather be lonely than hang with elites 
Let’s skip the pleasantries let’s talk about unpleasant scenes my adolescent needs are steered by fatigue with rage I see the cause they’ll never get me
Shallow as tap water I’m the mother fucking ocean
Let’s slaughter the man and cause some commotion
Caulfield cause I’m holden it down
Unsealed when I become renown

“It’s partly true too but it isn’t all true people always thing somethings all true and people always end up ruining things too” I’m plastered on the poster for our troubled youth 

Hook 1:
I really really do I know you you feel me too to the- confused youth x2

Verse 2:

Let’s cut to the chase my mind is in space 
I’m just a basket case in a phase of teen angst 
I wanna shoot my shot but I’m firing blanks
All phonies care about are hiring ranks 
and how much money they got in the banks
 put all the labor onto the back of a slave 
make some paper with the money they can save

Bridge:
Caulfield cause I’m holden it down
Unsealed when I become renown

Hook 2: 
I really really do I know you feel me too- to the confused youth x2
Verse 3:
Fuck all the phonies w their heads held high
 I can’t be a crony with my ego in the sky 
Let’s skip all the bullshit I’m really just a misfit who really can’t admit when I just need to quit 
I never can commit viewing my decline 
“where do the ducks go in the winter time?”
Where do my fucks go when I wanna rhyme? 
I guess that your guess is just as good as mine
What I wanna untap I cannot list
I’m turning my back on what I won’t miss
And What I won’t miss won’t miss me either 
I cannot resist if I go deeper
Let’s cut to the chase I really am a bum 
this is all me it’s nothing I’ve become 

I really really do I know you feel me too to the- confused youth x2
I rather be dust than rust with the rhymes that I bust

My new name holden I’m no longer Toni 
The cards Never fold cause I- wait shit I think I’m the phony

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Lyrics:

Lights flashing,
Director calling action, 
Tripping on some fools gold,
In love with my passion,
Mixed up feelings all up in the social media,
Twist up healing I been stealing just a piece of ya,
To the gram I’m an addict, seeing her is a habit,
Shooting my shot, just another silly rabbit,
Hit that, kick back, just some chit chat, she got uppers, let me sip that, my last supper, Leo with that, ain’t no other, pop that tic tac, no wait sit back, let me mix that, hit this beat, let me flip that, rip this piece, smoke this sip that, to some peace, yea we with that, 
Yea we with that,
And now we sit back,
With her I relapse,
Tripping on the sight of her, yea she might of heard,
Yea I’m quite absurd, yea she lighter fluid, way she sparks my words,
Just another day in the maze of her eyes,
As we set up the screen to peek through her lies,

Infatuated with the feeling, but my thoughts are just her dealings,
She don’t care bout my well being, she don’t care bout my well being, bout my well being
what am I seeing, what am i feeding   , 

As I imitate, those she says is great, 
start to escalate, thoughts I can’t escape,
Or how I relate, 
She by my side, yea she wanna ride, take me to the sky, show me what I like, gets me by, tries to get me high, 
Super incredible, delight indelible, highly intoxicating,
She keep my belly full,
With images and witnesses of my self proclaimed sense of bliss,
She masks it all as some tight gift, but really it’s just gold painted shit,
Really ain’t that it, without her I feel missed,
Still want her kiss, but she one type of bitch,

Infatuated with the feeling, but my thoughts are just her dealings,
She don’t care bout my well being, she don’t care bout my well being, bout my well being
what am I seeing, what am I feeding

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