Charles Hamilton - A pose trophy cat as tropic lyrics
[Charles Hamilton - A pose trophy cat as tropic lyrics]
I’m callin’ you a bitch
‘cause I miss you too much
A kiss from you, and distance isn’t too much
Soon as I woke up, I grew up
Threw up blew up
Told my dude to roll up, and my weed spoke up
… The same time I threw up
I woke up still asleep
Vomit stuck in my sheets
Eyes shut from the vomit
Writing on the lining behind my eyelids
Someone PLEASE turn down the silence?
Right about now? I think
There’s something I hid
So I dream of being inside you
Reason why I ask when I need to be beside you
… Beside myself
Getting high, denying help of a psychiatrist
Hiding my belt, and looking inside of my cell
Looking at ME, inside of a cell
My options seem to file themselves
Stay faithful play bachelor
Wait tables be a great rapper
Say uncle to detractors
Factor the junk they say, pack
It away in a trunk, and go away
Life after a period is a website disaster
In context, what I write incites laughter
Except, I have ACCEPTED my plight
And spend my nights… as a self pastor
Will we reunite?
Like Jesus Christ Don’t read my life
To make sure I reach inside
Think of you every five minutes
Minute three I cry minute four I grin
From being sure she’s alive
Reaching five, I SI
Drink some hot chocolate
And cut back a few of my fckin’ options
My self-esteem must rise for
The benefit of nurses
Who just lie to my limbs for a little bit
MUST I
… Begins my mental sentences and, dyslexia
Is the remnants of a question messed up
OBLIGATORY the sickest story
But save all your kisses for me
I miss you, and I will be with you shortly
‘cause I miss you too much
A kiss from you, and distance isn’t too much
Soon as I woke up, I grew up
Threw up blew up
Told my dude to roll up, and my weed spoke up
… The same time I threw up
I woke up still asleep
Vomit stuck in my sheets
Eyes shut from the vomit
Writing on the lining behind my eyelids
Someone PLEASE turn down the silence?
Right about now? I think
There’s something I hid
So I dream of being inside you
Reason why I ask when I need to be beside you
… Beside myself
Getting high, denying help of a psychiatrist
Hiding my belt, and looking inside of my cell
Looking at ME, inside of a cell
My options seem to file themselves
Stay faithful play bachelor
Wait tables be a great rapper
Say uncle to detractors
Factor the junk they say, pack
It away in a trunk, and go away
Life after a period is a website disaster
In context, what I write incites laughter
Except, I have ACCEPTED my plight
And spend my nights… as a self pastor
Will we reunite?
Like Jesus Christ Don’t read my life
To make sure I reach inside
Think of you every five minutes
Minute three I cry minute four I grin
From being sure she’s alive
Reaching five, I SI
Drink some hot chocolate
And cut back a few of my fckin’ options
My self-esteem must rise for
The benefit of nurses
Who just lie to my limbs for a little bit
MUST I
… Begins my mental sentences and, dyslexia
Is the remnants of a question messed up
OBLIGATORY the sickest story
But save all your kisses for me
I miss you, and I will be with you shortly