The Record
So let the record play (press play)
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time (one)
One more time
Make a mule of yourself so you can be my muse
Black squares don't work without revelations
Press play on hesitation
Debate on tone and frustration, mind your elation
Manipulation, lies
Proof, demonstrate, rewind
Cut off your face to spite
Play the big hand for hours, look at the time
Wait a minute
It's time to call the DJ station, spin it onto your plate
Wait a minute
It's time to arm the little hand's fate and spin it onto your plate
Wait a minute
Now we make room to eat the rich and spit 'em onto your plate
Press floors and elevate your mind
Hoping the heart reacts to your real eyes
Hoping the heart reacts, ooh
Press floors and elevate your mind
Hoping the heart reacts
So let the record play (press play)
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
Don't get too heavy, you'll destroy the levee
That I've built to steady the privilege of many
If things start to distract, they'll forget about me
And spin a new record that don't speak of my needs
Wait a minute
It's time to roll the reel of lies and spin it off of your plate
Wait a minute
It's time to rip out these closed eyes and spin 'em off of your plate
Wait a minute
Now we make room for seconds and eat one for all
If these walls could tether and speak all together
A peace call to pick up the pieces that fall off the plate
Skip the needle into my eyes
Skip the needle into my veins
(Skipping the needle until my heart reacts
And kill the radio silence, sirens attack)
Into my veins
Skip the needle into my eyes
Skip the needle into my...
So let the record play (press play)
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time (one)
One more time
Make a mule of yourself so you can be my muse
Black squares don't work without revelations
Press play on hesitation
Debate on tone and frustration, mind your elation
Manipulation, lies
Proof, demonstrate, rewind
Cut off your face to spite
Play the big hand for hours, look at the time
Wait a minute
It's time to call the DJ station, spin it onto your plate
Wait a minute
It's time to arm the little hand's fate and spin it onto your plate
Wait a minute
Now we make room to eat the rich and spit 'em onto your plate
Press floors and elevate your mind
Hoping the heart reacts to your real eyes
Hoping the heart reacts, ooh
Press floors and elevate your mind
Hoping the heart reacts
So let the record play (press play)
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
Don't get too heavy, you'll destroy the levee
That I've built to steady the privilege of many
If things start to distract, they'll forget about me
And spin a new record that don't speak of my needs
Wait a minute
It's time to roll the reel of lies and spin it off of your plate
Wait a minute
It's time to rip out these closed eyes and spin 'em off of your plate
Wait a minute
Now we make room for seconds and eat one for all
If these walls could tether and speak all together
A peace call to pick up the pieces that fall off the plate
Skip the needle into my eyes
Skip the needle into my veins
(Skipping the needle until my heart reacts
And kill the radio silence, sirens attack)
Into my veins
Skip the needle into my eyes
Skip the needle into my...
So let the record play (press play)
And fill the empty space (okay)
To shout commiserate
I'll feel a little better today
I'm much too busy
I don't wanna hear this city
'Cause you got me in my feelings
That you didn't hear me play the record
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time (one)
One time, one time
Credits
Writer(s): Frankie Jean, Kim Quint
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