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letra de sunflower drips - bonelang

[intro]
sunflower, sun-s-sunflower
sunflower, sun-s-sunflower
sunflower, sun-s-sunflower
sunflower, sun-s-sunflower
sunflower, sun-s-sunflower

[verse 1]
sunflower petals all around me
i seduce myself to come back to the real me
i am wind blown wayward, he is a breathing crash dummy
it’s sunny, it’s raining but it’s sunny; one is a crier, one is a liar
his eyes are sh-t brown, my eyes are a pretty hazel
ever-alluring, faulty seduction
i need my sunflower to put all my f-cks in
see, he found pleasure in the plentiful
whatever he saw as available, whatever he saw as attainable
restrain the bull, raging, he is raging bull
but deniro don’t f-ck with it, he don’t f-ck with him
’cause he brings truth to no character
and i’m bereft of my own character
i’m a bottleneck strangler in this bottle service america
open wound honest, darling, i’m just trying to be fair with ya
is it okay to not know yourself? i surprise myself with laziness
is it okay to outgrow yourself? i find solace in my lady’s lips
i am a cheeto bag, he is an aged porterhouse
he’s a good sport with nothing to be a f-cking good sport about
i can’t afford this house, he’s clooney rich on lake como
i’m a broken lens in the gl-sses once worn by rivers cuomo
oh, no, i just found this old photo
and jealousy looks good on no man
now why let go of what i don’t know
and force myself into a trance?

[verse 2]
now, i get sleepy when i read
nod off on a park bench with cheeba in my t–th
having demonish dreams that eat at the seams
of what it means to be fine with myself
come on, old man, give me peace of mind, give me clarity
i’ve got this half-melted kit-kat you can share with me
you promised you’d always take care of me
but all you do’s glare at me, stare at me, it don’t seem fair to me
but fair is nonexistent in the eye of the guy that works the 9-5
’til the day he dies and concocts alibis as to why he never tried
to revive what it once felt like to be alive
this hot-headed world leaves his blood slightly colder
head-over-heels in love with the same woman for years
but never-ever told her, he grows older
tells me of his grey-scaled story splattering color on my world
is the advice he had for me, he says
“son, happiness is not found within glory”
i say, “no, sir, you’re right
it’s found within a beautiful woman, a blunt and a forty”
so he lets go of what he don’t know

[verse 3]
so of course he retorts with uproarious scorn
he’s all, “i’ll make sure you wish you were never born
you condescending c-nt, i’ll cut you open like a wild boar
amidst a war, toss you in the back of a four door
soar towards mordor, like a wh0r- who had it comin'”
i’m like, “whoa, whoa, man, chill out”
the universe is indifferent and i’ve never had a fresh idea
and i realize in that instant that my fear lies here
and it can’t hide in hypotheticals
and real life really only exists within my genitals
so i’ma boil this all down to a few personal truths
and perhaps those truths can serve
as a bridge between me and you
and maybe we can meet in the middle
and call this all a truce, and come to terms with the fact
that we never had anything to prove
i like the sun when it’s orange, i find sunflowers seductive
and all you want is to die amongst everything you’re in love with
you’re against dying young, i know, you’re far above it
but for me, i don’t know, man, i think i might trust it

- bonelang

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