All This Noise
All this noise up in this room
Keep me calm
Swear a book of songs
Could do no wrong
Stretched my hands farther past the guard
You Read my palms
I swim along
To feel
To live and go
To peal
To strip
A gift that was his soul
A gift that was his soul
A gift that was his soul
Rode the wave as best you could
To the nights of drowning out your sorrows
Off the plank you jumped
And those waves you stood
Drank the ship right out the bottle
Squint your eyes and see tomorrow
Flood those lights from shining
King of hiding
Don't get it misunderstood
So it's one more fuckin time for every dog that's had it's day
Straight facing bullshit yeah you know it
I've been through it
Don't think too much homie I just do it
Overdose on thought
Back tracking my shirt got ripped
Got stuck up on that fence a lot
Ghostman ghostman
Slap a post man sticker on that Floor man
Lanier with the left hand up
Yeah you talkin but you ain't saying too much
Postman postman
Half a bottle gone and down and drained
You at the party bumpin shit you fuckin hate
I'm in my lab funkin to my own shit
No you can't escape
Make the space and save the time
Take a nickel our the lier find the thief
Word to ray I swear to god
Moth floating through a spiders web
That boy just a minor threat
Walking out of step
Seek and shake I'm running out of breathe
Leap of faith I'm pausing back leaning out focus
Locusts catch the borderline see the frame snap the picture
Now your throat is mine
Tide is coming ask who's got you
See who's really switching sides
Glitching in the temples
Bravo to the leisure
Cyper punking up and jumping
Poppin till my sights deceive ya
Never on the come down
I got it locked
With lots to feel that mean I choose
I've been patient
I've been patient
I've been patient with my moves
I keep it going
I keep it going
That mean I aim I stick I move
You claim you fake you news
You calling up my bank
Issue up my state
Don't got a fucking thing to lose
Keep me calm
Swear a book of songs
Could do no wrong
Stretched my hands farther past the guard
You Read my palms
I swim along
To feel
To live and go
To peal
To strip
A gift that was his soul
A gift that was his soul
A gift that was his soul
Rode the wave as best you could
To the nights of drowning out your sorrows
Off the plank you jumped
And those waves you stood
Drank the ship right out the bottle
Squint your eyes and see tomorrow
Flood those lights from shining
King of hiding
Don't get it misunderstood
So it's one more fuckin time for every dog that's had it's day
Straight facing bullshit yeah you know it
I've been through it
Don't think too much homie I just do it
Overdose on thought
Back tracking my shirt got ripped
Got stuck up on that fence a lot
Ghostman ghostman
Slap a post man sticker on that Floor man
Lanier with the left hand up
Yeah you talkin but you ain't saying too much
Postman postman
Half a bottle gone and down and drained
You at the party bumpin shit you fuckin hate
I'm in my lab funkin to my own shit
No you can't escape
Make the space and save the time
Take a nickel our the lier find the thief
Word to ray I swear to god
Moth floating through a spiders web
That boy just a minor threat
Walking out of step
Seek and shake I'm running out of breathe
Leap of faith I'm pausing back leaning out focus
Locusts catch the borderline see the frame snap the picture
Now your throat is mine
Tide is coming ask who's got you
See who's really switching sides
Glitching in the temples
Bravo to the leisure
Cyper punking up and jumping
Poppin till my sights deceive ya
Never on the come down
I got it locked
With lots to feel that mean I choose
I've been patient
I've been patient
I've been patient with my moves
I keep it going
I keep it going
That mean I aim I stick I move
You claim you fake you news
You calling up my bank
Issue up my state
Don't got a fucking thing to lose
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Writer(s): Andrew Sanchez
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