Kublai Khan - A Quarter Up The Staircase (Pt. 2) lyrics
[Kublai Khan - A Quarter Up The Staircase Pt. 2 lyrics]
I'm a quarter up the staircase and
I'm already out of breath
It feels like I'm choking
But, the thing about it is that
You never notice me and I
Think its because what I am to
You is second hand smoke
To feel ugly
To feel ill favored
You know to wake up every morning and
To question that if I'm instrument of
God why can I never stay in tune?
To question if I'm just noise?
Noise in a garden
Or to be the albatross around your neck
But it squeezes my throat more each time
Just to repeat this shit back
I remember when I was young
I used to think my name
Was pronounced by clenching
Your teeth and just pushing noise out... I
Mean it honestly doesn't matter
I was a quarter
Up the staircase... Like an unwanted cough
Its going to itch in the back of your throat
Its gonna crawl and you're going to feel it
A pest that uses your voice as its feet
But its funny to me
(but its funny to me!), cause you don't notice the smoke until its hard to breathe and you never notice the staircase until its under your feet
So you come
Or you go, but you know what? I'm still here
I have to live with everything that happened
I have to live with the burden
The heartbreak
The pain
But that's mine and I have to take pride
In it. Because if I don't the
Rest of the world will take that shit
From me and not give a fuck
I'm already out of breath
It feels like I'm choking
But, the thing about it is that
You never notice me and I
Think its because what I am to
You is second hand smoke
To feel ugly
To feel ill favored
You know to wake up every morning and
To question that if I'm instrument of
God why can I never stay in tune?
To question if I'm just noise?
Noise in a garden
Or to be the albatross around your neck
But it squeezes my throat more each time
Just to repeat this shit back
I remember when I was young
I used to think my name
Was pronounced by clenching
Your teeth and just pushing noise out... I
Mean it honestly doesn't matter
I was a quarter
Up the staircase... Like an unwanted cough
Its going to itch in the back of your throat
Its gonna crawl and you're going to feel it
A pest that uses your voice as its feet
But its funny to me
(but its funny to me!), cause you don't notice the smoke until its hard to breathe and you never notice the staircase until its under your feet
So you come
Or you go, but you know what? I'm still here
I have to live with everything that happened
I have to live with the burden
The heartbreak
The pain
But that's mine and I have to take pride
In it. Because if I don't the
Rest of the world will take that shit
From me and not give a fuck