NO MORE PARTIES IN L.A. FEAT. KENDRICK LAMAR

It was winter, all was frozen
Made a snowman out of roses,
Wearing something color coded
Took a picture out of focus.

Looked inside a silhouette,
Dance a slow minuet,
And get by all the rest,
They’re laughing with you, laughing with you.

There’s a silver thump inside my chest,
It’s beating round the bushes, beating round the bushes
Listening to blackbirds circling my head,
I put them in box with little bad thoughts.

In October, leaves were falling,
Made a scarecrow out of cotton,
Feeling something like a martyr,
Could have skipped town, who’d have caught us?

Looked inside a silhouette,
Dance a slow minuet,
And get by all the rest,
They’re laughing with you, laughing with you.

There’s a silver thump inside my chest,
It’s beating round the bushes, beating round the bushes
Listening to blackbirds circling my head,
I put them in a box with little bad thoughts.
You’ll get a kick out of it,
A kind of serenity - banality.
She fancies time in the sun,
But here it’s still winter, 
Still winter.
There’s a silver thump inside my chest,
It’s beating round the bushes, beating round the bushes,
She fancies time in the sun, 
But here it’s still winter.
But winters come and go.

Banality

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