Trumpalump
Am I of my trolley? I can burst with the dead
'Cause another sound boy got burnt with the lead
I disperse words, empty my mind on these rubbish MC's
All dying to shine like my grandmother's halo, lay low
I spit darts, venomous, the next in line, don't know
It's evident, I'm African, slap backhand palmin'
Rhyme javelins, throw them through your garments
Pierce your heart 'n' capture your soul
Ring the alarm, it's the bell boy show
I'm a Martian, blow trees with the Daleks
E.T's on an E, can't stop dancin' on the dance mat
I don't mind, it's lunch time, a Bakewell will do
I'm borderline schizo, borderline nuts
I'm climbing up a bean stalk on my way up
I'm layin' on the cusp of the moon, on the edge
I'm a force while you're stuck in a time warp
Wielding a sword, I've moved on from that
Watch me soar, then wait till I fall
Way below sea level, way below earth
Way below hell where the pitch forks burn
Clear all my desktop, my mind's full of clutter
Ctrl Alt Delete, goodbye mother fucker
I was tryin' to dream in a dream, in a dream, in a dream
The stairwells to hell, I fell underneath
In the coffin where my love is huggin' me
She's crying tears and fears that I'm gonna leave
Farewell, my dear, kiss her on the cheek
Then I broke free
I jumped into grimes car with dances
And left the gray roads on the street
I love you
But you and me weren't meant to be
Cruisin' hell's highway, no turnin' back
Heatin' my face, cameras on my lap
Snap, snap, takin' pictures in hell
Even saw Blair and Bush being eaten by elves
Screamin' for help
So I raised my middle finger and waved
'Cause the devil's on my tail, I ain't gettin' eaten today
So easy to self-indulge, lead you astray
With this fragment of force got me floatin' away
Is my heart really bleedin'? Am I really alive?
Am my six feet deep or closer to Christ?
Is this real cheese layin' down on my toast?
Is this air that I'm breathin'? Am I even a ghost?
Am I dreamin' in colour or the black with the white?
Is the truth layin' down right under my eyes?
I need an answer, can't keep wonderin' why
Is this life that I'm livin'? Am I livin' a lie?
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
'Cause another sound boy got burnt with the lead
I disperse words, empty my mind on these rubbish MC's
All dying to shine like my grandmother's halo, lay low
I spit darts, venomous, the next in line, don't know
It's evident, I'm African, slap backhand palmin'
Rhyme javelins, throw them through your garments
Pierce your heart 'n' capture your soul
Ring the alarm, it's the bell boy show
I'm a Martian, blow trees with the Daleks
E.T's on an E, can't stop dancin' on the dance mat
I don't mind, it's lunch time, a Bakewell will do
I'm borderline schizo, borderline nuts
I'm climbing up a bean stalk on my way up
I'm layin' on the cusp of the moon, on the edge
I'm a force while you're stuck in a time warp
Wielding a sword, I've moved on from that
Watch me soar, then wait till I fall
Way below sea level, way below earth
Way below hell where the pitch forks burn
Clear all my desktop, my mind's full of clutter
Ctrl Alt Delete, goodbye mother fucker
I was tryin' to dream in a dream, in a dream, in a dream
The stairwells to hell, I fell underneath
In the coffin where my love is huggin' me
She's crying tears and fears that I'm gonna leave
Farewell, my dear, kiss her on the cheek
Then I broke free
I jumped into grimes car with dances
And left the gray roads on the street
I love you
But you and me weren't meant to be
Cruisin' hell's highway, no turnin' back
Heatin' my face, cameras on my lap
Snap, snap, takin' pictures in hell
Even saw Blair and Bush being eaten by elves
Screamin' for help
So I raised my middle finger and waved
'Cause the devil's on my tail, I ain't gettin' eaten today
So easy to self-indulge, lead you astray
With this fragment of force got me floatin' away
Is my heart really bleedin'? Am I really alive?
Am my six feet deep or closer to Christ?
Is this real cheese layin' down on my toast?
Is this air that I'm breathin'? Am I even a ghost?
Am I dreamin' in colour or the black with the white?
Is the truth layin' down right under my eyes?
I need an answer, can't keep wonderin' why
Is this life that I'm livin'? Am I livin' a lie?
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Will I wake up, will I wake up with you?
If I do we can start again
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Goddard, Kieren Karl Dickins
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