Renaissance
This is motherfucking yarn bud
Smoking on some secret garden
Smoking on some secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
There's hunger in your pit
Ant farm in your head
Wear it like a badge of armor
Anvil round your neck
Lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
Write my name in your palm so you never forget
Put some color in those cheeks
Like we'll never get older
Maybe we could learn to breathe
Leave your lungs on your shoulders
Instead of moving these boulders
Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill
You foot the bill like you're getting pecked out
I promise it's worth it
The serpent might swallow you whole
Fractured these souls line'em with rose gold
Diamond eyes mine all they behold
I whistle some heigh hos
Side step these pine cones
Travelin time zones
Gone west like Fievel
Come be my disciple
Any rivals wanna come step to me
Smoking on some, secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
Message from my epilogue
A portrait of me, centered wrong
Really it's our season, reaping all your fucking confidants
Anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost
I promise it's worth it
They say perched on their stilts watch you drown
You know its bound, our blood watered down
Gamblin lives in a toon town, this cities' buried underneath
Almost done unraveling, I'm a single string and my cat gets bored
Unhinged fuck a door, I'm wearing good sports, in this reality is distorted
There's hunger in your pit
Ant farm in your head
Wear it like a badge of armor
Anvil round your neck
Lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
Write my name in your palm so you never forget
Maybe we could learn to breathe
Leave your lungs on your shoulders
Instead of moving these boulders
Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill
You foot the bill like you're getting pecked out
Smoking on some, secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
Message from my epilogue
A portrait of me, centered wrong
Really it's our season, reaping all your fucking confidants
Anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost
Hey, this is Yak
Thanks for listening to Yarn
I love you
Smoking on some secret garden
Smoking on some secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
There's hunger in your pit
Ant farm in your head
Wear it like a badge of armor
Anvil round your neck
Lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
Write my name in your palm so you never forget
Put some color in those cheeks
Like we'll never get older
Maybe we could learn to breathe
Leave your lungs on your shoulders
Instead of moving these boulders
Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill
You foot the bill like you're getting pecked out
I promise it's worth it
The serpent might swallow you whole
Fractured these souls line'em with rose gold
Diamond eyes mine all they behold
I whistle some heigh hos
Side step these pine cones
Travelin time zones
Gone west like Fievel
Come be my disciple
Any rivals wanna come step to me
Smoking on some, secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
Message from my epilogue
A portrait of me, centered wrong
Really it's our season, reaping all your fucking confidants
Anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost
I promise it's worth it
They say perched on their stilts watch you drown
You know its bound, our blood watered down
Gamblin lives in a toon town, this cities' buried underneath
Almost done unraveling, I'm a single string and my cat gets bored
Unhinged fuck a door, I'm wearing good sports, in this reality is distorted
There's hunger in your pit
Ant farm in your head
Wear it like a badge of armor
Anvil round your neck
Lovely pale colours in a different bouquet
Write my name in your palm so you never forget
Maybe we could learn to breathe
Leave your lungs on your shoulders
Instead of moving these boulders
Up the hill, up the hill, up the hill
You foot the bill like you're getting pecked out
Smoking on some, secret garden
Darling it's a renaissance
Message from my epilogue
A portrait of me, centered wrong
Really it's our season, reaping all your fucking confidants
Anything to keep from our paradises all from being lost
Hey, this is Yak
Thanks for listening to Yarn
I love you
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Dahl
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