Sadistik, Spoonfull - Upon The Surface lyrics
[Sadistik, Spoonfull - Upon The Surface lyrics]
I’m so fucking unlucky to be so lucky
Every now and then I wish I could like
Myself as much as you love me
I paint the walls a different hue
Just to change the scenery
And find myself a different you to
See what others see me in
Sick of putting pressure on the
Holes in my skin to stop the bleeding
I might give it a brush to paint the meaning
Like hush, I swallow it to kill the black
I’m running through the quick sand
(I’m tempted, there’s a pill for that)
Take a little piece that’s hanging off
The edge and peel it back
You pretend you feel the muscles
Pretend that I don’t feel the fat
My friends are so hip that I
Should probably let em dress me
I should let their tattoos
And cigarettes impress me
I should let their supersexy
Music taste affect me
Unfortunately I don’t give a fuck
If you accept me
There’s lipstick and PBR in the pothole
Cause, I told all the atheists
Bitches it was a foxhole
Someone else or I’ll explode
Upon the surface for
Why don’t you put away the gun?
I taste the barrel on my tongue and
I can’t look away or run
I’d let you cook my brain and lungs
If that’s what it’s gonna take to
Make my crooked face adjust
I push away the love
You don’t look the same as us
So I stay alive in case that
I mistook the hate for trust
I’m Kid A with the switchblade
Make the pockets bloody I’m in rainbows
Come and taste my pablo honey
And I will side-by-side again
While I’m mourning and
My morning breath is cyanide and gin
How many hues of blue hide behind a grin?
I don’t know but they usually do
In spite of my intents
When I walk alone in a
Skeleton that’s not my own
No I’m not embellishing
I’m telling it with honest tones
I’ll explode because I know nothing helps
Floating on the surface wishing I could be
Someone else or I’ll explode
Upon the surface for
Every now and then I wish I could like
Myself as much as you love me
I paint the walls a different hue
Just to change the scenery
And find myself a different you to
See what others see me in
Sick of putting pressure on the
Holes in my skin to stop the bleeding
I might give it a brush to paint the meaning
Like hush, I swallow it to kill the black
I’m running through the quick sand
(I’m tempted, there’s a pill for that)
Take a little piece that’s hanging off
The edge and peel it back
You pretend you feel the muscles
Pretend that I don’t feel the fat
My friends are so hip that I
Should probably let em dress me
I should let their tattoos
And cigarettes impress me
I should let their supersexy
Music taste affect me
Unfortunately I don’t give a fuck
If you accept me
There’s lipstick and PBR in the pothole
Cause, I told all the atheists
Bitches it was a foxhole
Someone else or I’ll explode
Upon the surface for
Why don’t you put away the gun?
I taste the barrel on my tongue and
I can’t look away or run
I’d let you cook my brain and lungs
If that’s what it’s gonna take to
Make my crooked face adjust
I push away the love
You don’t look the same as us
So I stay alive in case that
I mistook the hate for trust
I’m Kid A with the switchblade
Make the pockets bloody I’m in rainbows
Come and taste my pablo honey
And I will side-by-side again
While I’m mourning and
My morning breath is cyanide and gin
How many hues of blue hide behind a grin?
I don’t know but they usually do
In spite of my intents
When I walk alone in a
Skeleton that’s not my own
No I’m not embellishing
I’m telling it with honest tones
I’ll explode because I know nothing helps
Floating on the surface wishing I could be
Someone else or I’ll explode
Upon the surface for