Oliver Walker - Suburbs lyrics

How many times you call and I ain’t answer
There used to be a time when
I wasn’t even past her
I gasp air just to try and find a way out
But these rhymes go in circles like a
Child with a playhouse

Every day is just the same thing
Nobody seems to see it
That the world has an algorithm
You can’t even say shit, save it
Crumple paper into pieces
Hide it from the government and
Say you’ll pay the leases

Money’s everything nowadays don’t you
Understand, from fraud
Stealing shit to selling weed and
Contraband like pack thе van
We moving out into the suburbs
The city keeps on growing with graffiti
On thе outskirts of buildings
Bitches all up in their feelings
Bout the things people used
To say but don’t they know
That times have changed, it’s different days
So wear the noose around your neck
You say the
Wrong thing, slip up and now you’re dead
That’s how it feels

You tiptoe around conversations
Watching all your
Language like you on the television
We can’t beep it out
Our words are here to stay, they got
Folders on your history, your weaknesses
And pains

You touched my soul when you told
Me that you loved me
I didn’t know that you were lying
I had sipped the bubbly i hate birthdays
They remind me that I’m fucking lonely
Funny how you say you care
But you never phone me

I’m a phony when it comes to being honest
Cause I tell you
That I’m okay but I’m listening
To MOBO songs on replay, on repeat
The spreadsheet with my name
Displayed across it
The faucets that you use
Have never cost shit

I’m speaking gibberish to past the time
I’m self-aware of everything but still
I seem to lie to all my fucking friends
When I look em in the eyes
Still, I’m sitting down as the
Rain falls from the sky
Rapping on a beat, I’m a poet in disguise
I said the bar proudly but it’s
One that I should hide
Cause it only represents the kinda
Guy that I despise

Saying things without a motive
Like killing fools without
A notice, you a maniac for doing that
You gotta lose em in your tracks
And I’m losing track of what I’m saying
On this track and every time you come back
Come crawling back my heart is not a Mac
It’s something that you cannot hack
I call my brother on the phone
Ask him if he heard it
Release my music online
You don’t need to buy it
I don’t need no fucking money
Let me spit my lyrics
And can you tell me, when you see me
That you can hear it

And when you do
Take the words in like the wood is burning
Inhale fumes from the weed, now
You high as hell, might as well
Ring the bell and let em
Know that you are home
But this is not your home, it’s desolate
You are alone

I sit down by the lake
Where we’ll spread his ashes
I don’t need to see the future
See it all in flashes
I let the text be sent, now I’m losing cover
This the life that I will
Live out in the suburbs fuck