E-Dubble, Peter Muth - Night Table lyrics

Spill a little paint on the backdrop
Nowadays the words feel like
Chalk on the blacktop
Cuz' when it rains they
Gone it's invisible ink
No sharpie or indellible stink
Avoid the middleman by not
Using pens and paper
Verbal contracts only mask the
Fear and hatred operate the way that makes
You feel the safest plagiarized status quo
You just cut and paste it
Uh I say fuck the waitlist
If you don't want me now
You must be fuckin' wasted
Success is a flavor I have not yet tasted
But, it's been a fuckin' ride
And there is no debatin'
No sidelines for us, my lungs will bust
Before I put myself on the
Bench or pack it up
Pull yourself out of bed and try standing up
You got a lot of work to do
I hope you packed a lunch

Still in bed even though it's light
Cuz' i can't fight these dreams
I'm in some picture that don't look right
But it's still nice to be seen
I pick my head off the pillow
I see my shoes on that floor
I can't find any good reason
But, I'll still walk out that door

Never been the type to deal in any absolutes
Shades of gray so subtle
And they absent truth
Relatively we're irrelevant but
Ask they youth
And the cynacism's gone like POOF- VAMOOSE
Goodbye it seems so hard so why try
The bed's so easy when sleep's your high
The blinds collapse and then
You close your eyes
And when your in your dream there's
No thorn in your side
Fuck that bullshit bring the troops in
No propriety left quit salutin'
Grab the guns line em' up and start shootin'
And when the walls come down start lootin'
Break that gLASS till the windows smash
Inhibitions pass
It's a metaphor don't be an ass
Top, top, top of the class
We don't do it for cash
Runnin' on e, but mashing the gas
16 spitter no quitter not even
I will literally only stop if not breathing
Tryna wash your sins I'm
A motherfuckin' heathen
I don't hate religion just
What comes of extrem-ism
All of that bleedin' and I
Don't see the reason
Can't even tell which side
Is act-u-ally talkin' treason
Dreamin' of some day when we're even
You must be drunk off col-
Bear like your Stephen
Jesus, please, pack up and start leavin'
I'm riding with my family I
Don't need no other demons
Seamless opposite of what my jeans is
I'm driving under influence but
I'm not weaving