Aesop Rock, Atmosphere, Blueprint - This Lonely Rose lyrics
Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]
[Aesop Rock, Atmosphere, Blueprint - This Lonely Rose lyrics]
I parked on a vacant road
To get away from people and
Watch the planes approach
Turn the music down, put the windows low
Turn the headlights off
But let the dashboard glow
I try not to reminisce
'Cause many of these memories ain't
Got no kind of benefit's
It's the same old lick
You can paint the bricks
But your face is just a
Way to decorate your shit
I'm the motherfuckin' man when
I'm standing in it
'Cause I don't know how to swim
But I project the image
That I'mma go all in, got it under control
Until I grow my fins I'm
Still plugging my nose
No surprise, stolen by the tide
You can close your eyes but
The hopes stay alive and the crow gonna fly
And the dope gets sold, other than that
There's really not much to know
Don't cut this rose
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
Quick to tell you that she don't need a man
From what I've seen I completely understand
Can't stand a cat that try to make demands
Plus her man said he sick of
Bringing beach to the sand
Quickly sinking in the holiest boat
Figured he might as well drink
Just to keep it afloat
Nope, when small things end up being gigantic
Relationships go the way of the Titanic
Why panic? Have some fun while it last
Be happy that you even had a spot on the cast
She hard to keep 'cause she
Know what men about
It just took you too long
Before you figured it out, huh
Moving fast don't mean it won't end quick
Why put your toes in when you can skinny dip?
Remember when you're with
The prettiest chick
There's another man that's sick of
Putting up with her shit
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
There is a temperamental magic in the
Key of love and war
It go "Nothing up his sleeve
Not even a fucking arm"
Body ain’t a temple if
It’s disassembled parts
Allocated into separate level
Warps and divorced
Tell tents severing up pell-mell dash melting
Squeegee in his post to a
Cheesecloth silk screen evenly
East coast tilt kings raised by servals
Pacing up the grape vine nervous
Poke jarred brain matter adequately curious
Pick a perfect patsy
Herd ‘em back into the turnip truck
Where a high arch pose as the nobles
Fine yeti fur with a dire prognosis
He prefer to mire with the openly grotesque
Opening a cold discotheque coat check
Oh my low-tech bolt neck, go time, no myth
I'm a slow death goldmine
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
To get away from people and
Watch the planes approach
Turn the music down, put the windows low
Turn the headlights off
But let the dashboard glow
I try not to reminisce
'Cause many of these memories ain't
Got no kind of benefit's
It's the same old lick
You can paint the bricks
But your face is just a
Way to decorate your shit
I'm the motherfuckin' man when
I'm standing in it
'Cause I don't know how to swim
But I project the image
That I'mma go all in, got it under control
Until I grow my fins I'm
Still plugging my nose
No surprise, stolen by the tide
You can close your eyes but
The hopes stay alive and the crow gonna fly
And the dope gets sold, other than that
There's really not much to know
Don't cut this rose
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
Quick to tell you that she don't need a man
From what I've seen I completely understand
Can't stand a cat that try to make demands
Plus her man said he sick of
Bringing beach to the sand
Quickly sinking in the holiest boat
Figured he might as well drink
Just to keep it afloat
Nope, when small things end up being gigantic
Relationships go the way of the Titanic
Why panic? Have some fun while it last
Be happy that you even had a spot on the cast
She hard to keep 'cause she
Know what men about
It just took you too long
Before you figured it out, huh
Moving fast don't mean it won't end quick
Why put your toes in when you can skinny dip?
Remember when you're with
The prettiest chick
There's another man that's sick of
Putting up with her shit
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
There is a temperamental magic in the
Key of love and war
It go "Nothing up his sleeve
Not even a fucking arm"
Body ain’t a temple if
It’s disassembled parts
Allocated into separate level
Warps and divorced
Tell tents severing up pell-mell dash melting
Squeegee in his post to a
Cheesecloth silk screen evenly
East coast tilt kings raised by servals
Pacing up the grape vine nervous
Poke jarred brain matter adequately curious
Pick a perfect patsy
Herd ‘em back into the turnip truck
Where a high arch pose as the nobles
Fine yeti fur with a dire prognosis
He prefer to mire with the openly grotesque
Opening a cold discotheque coat check
Oh my low-tech bolt neck, go time, no myth
I'm a slow death goldmine
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
This lonely rose with thorns to show
It grows alone too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold
Too hard to hold too hard to hold