From My Window (feat. Switch of Assembly Generals)
Rain falls in your face
Much like wrinkles on the sheets of my bed
My phone knows me better than I know myself
Oh, eat, sleep, repeat 'til it got me defeated
I'm your friendly neighborhood psycho
I'm your Kobe if you are Michael (swish)
You don't stand a chance (no, you don't)
Oh, I'd go for miles and you are on circles
Piano black, cream sheets (Piano black, cream sheets)
I haven't seen you in a week (haven't seen you in a week)
Piano black, cream sheets yeah
I haven't, I haven't, I haven't seen you in a week (hey yeaah, ohhh)
(Check one, two, turn me up on the mic)
(Listen up right here)
Straight jacket, straight jacket
Can't move a muscle in a state of panic
A data addict trapped and naked in a cave of static
The sleep's erratic and I'm taken by this crazy habit
I watch the planet turn to politics and bitter palettes
Taste the blood in the water, sharks are getting rabid
I'm in a casket with an apple and a hooded jacket
I'm Better But a Bit of Broken, I'm a B mechanic
Got the voice inside me screaming in a quiet racket
Let me unwrap it, I hide behind the screen and gadgets
Passive-aggressive with the strategy, the Queen's Gambit
The green cabbage I burn it 'til I dream savage
The means vanish and I'm left with all the real baggage
I mean, it's nothing I can't handle, but it seems a challenge
Those empty words are flying birds that never deal damage
The flock is flying past the window of my lonely parish
I'm only jockeying for position but it's me who has it
Like goddammit, I miss the gritty granite
The city view's a narrow panoramic
We disappear like magic and retreat into the attic
From the window, feel the strings of my guitar – so dramatic
I guess I'll see you on the other side of manic, I've had it
'Cause ain't no way to move ahead in these emotions, traffic
Piano black, cream sheets (Piano black, Piano black)
I haven't seen you in a week (I haven't seen you in-a what?)
Piano black, cream sheets yeah (Piano black, Piano black)
I haven't, I haven't, I haven't seen you in a week
(Piano black, Piano black)
Hey yeaah, ohhh
One-two, one-two
Sing it with me one-two, one-two
Take 'em to Church, like what
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
Away from here (and away and away and away hey)
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(And away and away and away hey hey)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
Away from here (and away and away and away)
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(And away and away and away hey hey)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(One more time, ha!) Away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
(Piano black, cream sheets, I haven't seen you in a week)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Piano black, cream sheets, I haven't seen you in a week)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me, yeah)
Much like wrinkles on the sheets of my bed
My phone knows me better than I know myself
Oh, eat, sleep, repeat 'til it got me defeated
I'm your friendly neighborhood psycho
I'm your Kobe if you are Michael (swish)
You don't stand a chance (no, you don't)
Oh, I'd go for miles and you are on circles
Piano black, cream sheets (Piano black, cream sheets)
I haven't seen you in a week (haven't seen you in a week)
Piano black, cream sheets yeah
I haven't, I haven't, I haven't seen you in a week (hey yeaah, ohhh)
(Check one, two, turn me up on the mic)
(Listen up right here)
Straight jacket, straight jacket
Can't move a muscle in a state of panic
A data addict trapped and naked in a cave of static
The sleep's erratic and I'm taken by this crazy habit
I watch the planet turn to politics and bitter palettes
Taste the blood in the water, sharks are getting rabid
I'm in a casket with an apple and a hooded jacket
I'm Better But a Bit of Broken, I'm a B mechanic
Got the voice inside me screaming in a quiet racket
Let me unwrap it, I hide behind the screen and gadgets
Passive-aggressive with the strategy, the Queen's Gambit
The green cabbage I burn it 'til I dream savage
The means vanish and I'm left with all the real baggage
I mean, it's nothing I can't handle, but it seems a challenge
Those empty words are flying birds that never deal damage
The flock is flying past the window of my lonely parish
I'm only jockeying for position but it's me who has it
Like goddammit, I miss the gritty granite
The city view's a narrow panoramic
We disappear like magic and retreat into the attic
From the window, feel the strings of my guitar – so dramatic
I guess I'll see you on the other side of manic, I've had it
'Cause ain't no way to move ahead in these emotions, traffic
Piano black, cream sheets (Piano black, Piano black)
I haven't seen you in a week (I haven't seen you in-a what?)
Piano black, cream sheets yeah (Piano black, Piano black)
I haven't, I haven't, I haven't seen you in a week
(Piano black, Piano black)
Hey yeaah, ohhh
One-two, one-two
Sing it with me one-two, one-two
Take 'em to Church, like what
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
Away from here (and away and away and away hey)
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(And away and away and away hey hey)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
Away from here (and away and away and away)
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(And away and away and away hey hey)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(One more time, ha!) Away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
(Piano black, cream sheets, I haven't seen you in a week)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me)
(Piano black, cream sheets, I haven't seen you in a week)
Heavenly Father, give me some water
My cheeks are dry and my mind's going further away from here
(I used to Hail Mary, but Jesus, shit ain't good to me, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Jensen Rae P. Gomez
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