Atmosphere - Jerome lyrics
[Atmosphere - Jerome lyrics]
I ain't the one i never was the one
Just another son of a son of a gun
Grandpa had the skin of a drum
Ru-ru-run but you can't escape
What you came from
Bite your tounge, chew blood like it's gum
Climb aboard the diving board
Time gets shorter when a child is born
I'm a quiet storm, but when
I'm dry and warm
I take final form until you slice the chord
And make the line go flat
On that life support
I gotta make some space so
I can reach these stars
My face looks like an old race car
Tryin' to put it together
Before it came apart
And when they lay my parts
Where my name is carved
They should save my heart in this mason jar
Minnesota, Uber drivers
Google Maps to the universal fibers
You're nobody 'til you stole some lighters
Cat burglar disguised as a nervous tiger
We've been to many places but earth is liver
Save it, give me likes and favorites
Everybody's famous
I'ma need a lifetime of patience
Remind me what your name is? You won't
Find me in the known locations
I'd rather be alone in
My beautiful basement, whoo
This on my list of shit to do
After I pick which whisper to listen to
And you can kiss my ass
Until your lips are blue, ooh
Or we can fight about it after school
Whatever you have to do, I'm cool
When I leave this Earth
Feel the after tremors
Might see my curse upon the
Back of the mirrors
Graffiti bridge is all tags and stickers
But we are the children of the action figures
And now we drop like matchsticks, figures
I got too many friends
And I can't keep up with the trends
And I know that I'm supposed to pretend
Like I'm afraid of the day
That it's all gonna end
Where the hell have you been?
And how did time get spent, huh?
I gotta, gotta stop messin' about
Stick the neck out like
You're stretching it out
The king wears a crown made of clouds
The whole crowd will get loud
If you miss this foul
If you don't mind I'ma go
Mind my business now, whoo
This on my list of shit to do
After I pick which whisper to listen to
And you can kiss my ass
Until your lips are blue, ooh
Or we can fight about it after school
But all ya'll are full of shit
And I'm cool
Just another son of a son of a gun
Grandpa had the skin of a drum
Ru-ru-run but you can't escape
What you came from
Bite your tounge, chew blood like it's gum
Climb aboard the diving board
Time gets shorter when a child is born
I'm a quiet storm, but when
I'm dry and warm
I take final form until you slice the chord
And make the line go flat
On that life support
I gotta make some space so
I can reach these stars
My face looks like an old race car
Tryin' to put it together
Before it came apart
And when they lay my parts
Where my name is carved
They should save my heart in this mason jar
Minnesota, Uber drivers
Google Maps to the universal fibers
You're nobody 'til you stole some lighters
Cat burglar disguised as a nervous tiger
We've been to many places but earth is liver
Save it, give me likes and favorites
Everybody's famous
I'ma need a lifetime of patience
Remind me what your name is? You won't
Find me in the known locations
I'd rather be alone in
My beautiful basement, whoo
This on my list of shit to do
After I pick which whisper to listen to
And you can kiss my ass
Until your lips are blue, ooh
Or we can fight about it after school
Whatever you have to do, I'm cool
When I leave this Earth
Feel the after tremors
Might see my curse upon the
Back of the mirrors
Graffiti bridge is all tags and stickers
But we are the children of the action figures
And now we drop like matchsticks, figures
I got too many friends
And I can't keep up with the trends
And I know that I'm supposed to pretend
Like I'm afraid of the day
That it's all gonna end
Where the hell have you been?
And how did time get spent, huh?
I gotta, gotta stop messin' about
Stick the neck out like
You're stretching it out
The king wears a crown made of clouds
The whole crowd will get loud
If you miss this foul
If you don't mind I'ma go
Mind my business now, whoo
This on my list of shit to do
After I pick which whisper to listen to
And you can kiss my ass
Until your lips are blue, ooh
Or we can fight about it after school
But all ya'll are full of shit
And I'm cool