Arancini From a Street Vendor
With all potential to harm
The wait staff calls back as you step to the car
The wall paintings carved
To be born with it
Renders out over medium heat
Leaves just a little on the char
Double-checking that none of this had to be used
Practice the steps on Google Maps last night
Pulling up the street view
The preparation, the redo
The arancini here filled with another life
I'll take a bite
Step back under the streetlight
Got away by transfer of loonie alright
The coins here look different alright
It's posthumous under this light
Username relatability
Yank it down like a kite
Yank it down like alright
Side street invitation
A line of 6 bikes
Somehow we all end up gridlocked
My x, y-axis a fight
My x, y-axis a fight
With all lost potential in this
First comes
The hunger
The travel
The enclosing abyss
I might throw a fit
This rag-doll frozen in time
Crossed over the bridge
My future son's enigmatic
Pulls out milk from the fridge
You gonna wake up or keep sleeping it really is what is it is
But if I plot my path
There's some bones I gotta dig
This fragile dinner plate I bought for a couple of bones from a kid
"yeah, let me get one"
"how much is that?"
"yeah, let me get one"
The wait staff calls back as you step to the car
The wall paintings carved
To be born with it
Renders out over medium heat
Leaves just a little on the char
Double-checking that none of this had to be used
Practice the steps on Google Maps last night
Pulling up the street view
The preparation, the redo
The arancini here filled with another life
I'll take a bite
Step back under the streetlight
Got away by transfer of loonie alright
The coins here look different alright
It's posthumous under this light
Username relatability
Yank it down like a kite
Yank it down like alright
Side street invitation
A line of 6 bikes
Somehow we all end up gridlocked
My x, y-axis a fight
My x, y-axis a fight
With all lost potential in this
First comes
The hunger
The travel
The enclosing abyss
I might throw a fit
This rag-doll frozen in time
Crossed over the bridge
My future son's enigmatic
Pulls out milk from the fridge
You gonna wake up or keep sleeping it really is what is it is
But if I plot my path
There's some bones I gotta dig
This fragile dinner plate I bought for a couple of bones from a kid
"yeah, let me get one"
"how much is that?"
"yeah, let me get one"
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Gramlich, Dylan Stephens
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