Ceschi - Nonchalant (eulogy by Mestizo) lyrics
[Ceschi - Nonchalant eulogy by Mestizo lyrics]
Nonchalant
Never living the life of a bon vivant
It's en passant
Skip over the whole "adulting" part!
Don’t fall right into the pit's of stress
- that's overrated like Death Grips or
Your first sex experience
Less than nothing in the end
None the less slept on a bed of noise
Dreamt of bread and ex-girlfriend's
Beautiful mammary glands
Memories of our last shared breath
Bent the rules a couple of times
Had fisticuffs with fools and wound up fine
Sat in Paris drinking the finest wine
Didn’t even like it
Past the point of thinking art is priceless
Art is dog shit on a wall
Art is magnifying vices
I'll still fight for it
Get annoyed when white kids call me
White kid cuz I'm light-skinned
Never felt like them
Whatever their culture is, I'm foreign
Said "cracker" to my face
Then called my family "aliens"
Cops they see my legal name
And assume I'm slanging 'caine again
Officer, you're subhuman to me
I'm allergic to police
Been trying my best to hate less on
Flat-earthers or anyone searching for
Things to believe
They’re trying to feel complete
All of us fighting for bites to eat
Tell me to question everything, but you
Never question conspiracy theory memes
Make your own religion
I’m a homing pigeon pecking at the
City square stop giving me shitty stares
I'm an infinity loop and I’m seeking
The truth though I realize it's never there
I'm Morrissey boring teens
With this fucking immaculate hair
Go ahead call me queer that's great!
Punch me in the face
In a minute a four-fingered fist will
Be hitting you quickly to show you the
Error of your petty ways
Loser it’s not cool to be abusive
It's not cool to be Gary Busey driving
Drunk and hitting school kids
I'm too lit, burnt to a fucking crisp
Turnt till my world is flipped
Work more than Rihanns choruses
Never bored of this glorious shit
Never living the life of a bon vivant
It's en passant
Skip over the whole "adulting" part!
Don’t fall right into the pit's of stress
- that's overrated like Death Grips or
Your first sex experience
Less than nothing in the end
None the less slept on a bed of noise
Dreamt of bread and ex-girlfriend's
Beautiful mammary glands
Memories of our last shared breath
Bent the rules a couple of times
Had fisticuffs with fools and wound up fine
Sat in Paris drinking the finest wine
Didn’t even like it
Past the point of thinking art is priceless
Art is dog shit on a wall
Art is magnifying vices
I'll still fight for it
Get annoyed when white kids call me
White kid cuz I'm light-skinned
Never felt like them
Whatever their culture is, I'm foreign
Said "cracker" to my face
Then called my family "aliens"
Cops they see my legal name
And assume I'm slanging 'caine again
Officer, you're subhuman to me
I'm allergic to police
Been trying my best to hate less on
Flat-earthers or anyone searching for
Things to believe
They’re trying to feel complete
All of us fighting for bites to eat
Tell me to question everything, but you
Never question conspiracy theory memes
Make your own religion
I’m a homing pigeon pecking at the
City square stop giving me shitty stares
I'm an infinity loop and I’m seeking
The truth though I realize it's never there
I'm Morrissey boring teens
With this fucking immaculate hair
Go ahead call me queer that's great!
Punch me in the face
In a minute a four-fingered fist will
Be hitting you quickly to show you the
Error of your petty ways
Loser it’s not cool to be abusive
It's not cool to be Gary Busey driving
Drunk and hitting school kids
I'm too lit, burnt to a fucking crisp
Turnt till my world is flipped
Work more than Rihanns choruses
Never bored of this glorious shit