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White Light
03:12
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Everyday trash spewing out the waterway
Constantly flowing down
I can’t stand the sight
I see the way they bide, so sly
It’s another white light
Put the car in drive and I could roll all night
I’m switching lanes and feeling loose
I don't know why i tend to be a recluse
I silently move on through
Instead of way up I’m going down
Tribulate in this situation for now until we’re back in the ground
Step back sit down take a break
It’s another white light
Put the car in drive and I could roll all night
I’m switching lanes making them nervous
I dont know why i tend to be a recluse
Either win or you lose, i’m not that used to it
Deck the halls with malls for shopping
May your days be all so monotonous
Soon they will make their presence known to us
And take us higher than we’ve ever been before
It’s another white light
Put the car in drive and I could roll all night
I’m switching lanes making them nervous
Oo I’m alive, check engine light i need some service
I silently move on through
It’s another white light
Put the car in drive and I could roll all night
I’m switching lanes making them nervous
Oo I’m alive, check engine light’s been on for a while now
I silently move on through
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Fuel
02:22
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I need fuel
All these strange people that i run into
They’re really bringing down my mood
I’m running low on fuel
Eyes like a serpentine, stone man
Semi-sarcastic in his power stance
With a cigar roller on staff
I check the gauge and it looks like
I’m on E
Too long until the next service station
Think i’m done
I need fuel
All these strange people and they’re all brand new
They’re really bringing down my mood
I’m running low on fuel
I’ve been working day in, day out
So why does my wallet feel so light? Feel so empty?
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3. |
Better Way
02:22
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When it’s been a slow day, oh yeah
Sometimes it’s best to step away, that’s what they say
There must be a better way, there must be a better way
Sometimes you gotta step back and accept your fate
Sometimes you gotta sit and wait
I just wanted to walk among them like others did before
It left me wondering
There must be a better way better way oh yeah
Left me wondering, pondering
There must be a better way, there must be a better way
It left me wondering
There must be a better way, there must be a better way
Sometimes it really just aint your day
Sometimes you gotta get away
You can't wait to win all of your money back
And it kept making me wonder
There must be a better way better way oh yeah
Left me wondering, pondering
There must be a better way, there must be a better way
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4. |
Still
02:46
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Still got the same clothes
Still got the bloody nose
Still on the way to nowhere
Still on the way to the top but i'm crawling to get there
Still got the same clothes
Still got the fucked up nose
Still on the way to nowhere
I’m a human like you but I’m shined and bulletproof
We lost him way too soon but he shines on through
Fuckin’ it up in the crib sipping on 5 alive
Wondering who I can and who I can’t rely on
I was demoralized but then again it was a white night
Little bit of turpentine never hurt anyone
At least I don’t think so
Still got the same clothes
Still got the bloody nose
Still on the way to nowhere
Still on the way to the top but i'm crawling to get there
Still on my way down
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I was in that 2 star hotel I was stuck in my cell
Looking like that Samara girl from the ring that was stuck way down in the well
Long black hair and a pale face make you feel a little unwell
Ain’t much time, 7 days is all I have, that’s what that phone call said
7 days and 6 nights
I’ve seen the video and I won’t attempt to summarize
My eyes glaze over
Wonder what it felt like so deep down in the ground, so helpless
I guess I’ll find out in a few days
I was in the 2 star hotel I was stuck in my cell
Looking like that Tabitha girl from the ring that was stuck way down in the well
Long black hair and a pale face looking something like an eggshell
Ain’t much time, 7 days is all I have, that’s what that phone call said
I came out the door was immersed in Philadelphia
The city of brotherly love was gripping me too hard
‘Cause when i was walking around I could feel everyone’s eyes upon me
I'm rollin up as we speak stuck on the beach
Pretty young thing with a tongue ring sucking her teeth
Fuck on the sheets at the moesy woesy
And when we chill at her spot she can't have no company
She knew i made a hundred thousand out that comfort suite
Why these n---- chasing clout i'm counting comfortably
Ran that up steady climbing up that money tree
Burning back to back backwoods ever so humbly
Them other n---- ain't the one there's only one of me
She told me money make her cum I told her come with me
Money see money go might let her crumble me
Baggin up in my honeycomb she my honeybee
These n--- wanna be blocks they just some wannabes
Bunch a fake thugs hoping blood flood my dungarees
Really touched a hundred thousand out that comfort suite
I let these n---- run they mouth while I run the streets
I was in that 2 star hotel I was stuck in my cell
Looking like that Samara girl from the ring that was stuck way down in the well
Long black hair and a pale face make you feel a little unwell
Ain’t much time, 7 days is all I have, that’s what that phone call said
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Autopilot
02:30
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Out in the desert up high
I float along like a bug on the water
And the wind slowly sighs
I don’t lift weights but i’m a hell of a spotter
About a baker’s dozen people packed up in this small van
A half an ounce of og in my backpack
Two packs of cigarettes and an inflatable raft
And about a hundred dollars cash I hope I make something back
This is how I spend my time
Mounted the picture but it’s so lopsided
And now I’m stuck in the backyard
Feel like i’ve been stuck on autopilot
I’m on highway 5
I slip around like a fish outta water
The engine sputters out of time
I think i’d either end up dead or a squatter
I brought a baker’s dozen beers a 12 pack and a tall can
A half an ounce of OG in my Jansport bag
2 packs of cigarettes and some debatable dabs
I had almost nothing when I came back
This is how I spend my time
Mounted the picture but it’s so lopsided
And now I’m stuck in the middle seat of economy
Feel like i’ve been stuck on autopilot
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7. |
Walnut
02:42
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Self-service miles away
I’m evidently running a little short on time
I’ve got that engine humming
Part of me doesn’t believe that we’ll make it
But all of my premonitions seem dated
Who better to criticize than a serial sadist?
I’m waiting for the day until I die, will I finally see?
Give all of it up, give it all up, give it up
Give all of it up, give it all up, give it up
Give a little more to the martian overlord
All the people’s thoughts and their prayers do a lot
Give a little more to the spaceman cowboy
Give a little more to the pork store either or
Synthesize some powder and you start yourself a drug way
Give all of it up give it all up give it up
Even when you win you gotta give some to the dealer
Part of me doesn’t believe that we’ll make it
But all of my premonitions seem dated
Who better to criticize than a serial sadist?
I’m waiting for the day until I die, will I finally see?
Self-service miles away
I’m evidently running a little short on time
I’ve got that engine humming
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