Surf
Surfer brain violent
Drenched in violet and burgundy
Save the stories sing silence
Bring melancholy to murder me
She sing sweeter than the syrup on my tongue
Makes me feel the burning in my lungs
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
And the inner monologue is sirens
Make me think my psyche got tinnitus
You can't complain to me about compliance
When you're the one embalmed in apathy and I've been fighting for a chance to riot
Park my carcass by the lot
Whisper prayers to myself and take my anger out on god
I'm lost, I'm in a toss up
Between the consequences and the cost
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
The grip of the moons rays suit me better
No embrace like the topsoil can
I dont follow your instructions to the letter
Are they suggestions or demands
This reel to reel in my eyes is stealing my time and healing these wounds inserted last night
I struck a deal with myself to snuff myself twice
And I wonder were you right when you judged me the first time
Was I born the pit
Did I never have a choice to abandon myself and become what it was you had missed
And I still see a glint of the past in the background
Maybe in the curls of your hair
But I claw out my eyes every time that I peer your direction I know that you're there
You can't find me unless you have a spade with you
If you did we would come across the same issues
Head heavy so that I can barely hold it
It's headed to the same place that my soul went
Really feelin older
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
(Drenched in violet)
Drenched in violet and burgundy
Save the stories sing silence
Bring melancholy to murder me
She sing sweeter than the syrup on my tongue
Makes me feel the burning in my lungs
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
And the inner monologue is sirens
Make me think my psyche got tinnitus
You can't complain to me about compliance
When you're the one embalmed in apathy and I've been fighting for a chance to riot
Park my carcass by the lot
Whisper prayers to myself and take my anger out on god
I'm lost, I'm in a toss up
Between the consequences and the cost
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
The grip of the moons rays suit me better
No embrace like the topsoil can
I dont follow your instructions to the letter
Are they suggestions or demands
This reel to reel in my eyes is stealing my time and healing these wounds inserted last night
I struck a deal with myself to snuff myself twice
And I wonder were you right when you judged me the first time
Was I born the pit
Did I never have a choice to abandon myself and become what it was you had missed
And I still see a glint of the past in the background
Maybe in the curls of your hair
But I claw out my eyes every time that I peer your direction I know that you're there
You can't find me unless you have a spade with you
If you did we would come across the same issues
Head heavy so that I can barely hold it
It's headed to the same place that my soul went
Really feelin older
Drenched in violet and burgundy, I slept adjacent myself
Who left to hate but myself
I took a ride
And the waves are high
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
Put me back in my husk, I
Hate the way the sun hits my skin
Myself alone is not enough, I
Need someone above to help me in
(Drenched in violet)
Credits
Writer(s): Nigel Thompson
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