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letra de elusive (annotated) - eshan abedin

[intro]
mm, ooh, yeah
mm, uh

[verse 1]

a cold name, stone-cold evangelist
i read an apothegm from spirit, lizst, let me represent
that a heavy heart must coexist, break out with sound, that’s one thing said
how many moments had you played pretend, convinced you a liar?

everything’s in situ, tell me, what’s inside your pockets, b-tch?

to be calm is to be enveloped, all the sh-t you say ain’t get her, nah
write her off and write a letter

f-cked the go-getter at times, i’m chevalier
many times where i’m on the press
many times, i eat the press
many times a minute, i linger and pick at your spirit
mm, underfed but full enough to which
could chew up a second or tune-up your—
b-tch, where’s your trigger?
but the medicine man couldn’t cover it
mhm, ohh
[break]

[verse 2]
calm, cool, collected
had i— mm, don’t push it, i’ve had it often

f-ck off, curmudgeon-ass heart of a reptilian
have you been on, been on top of things?
let me see it, can you stand on one ‘your legs and tell her
what your favorite bridge to paint is?
i know you’re ill-intentioned
i know you fake for attention
and if i told you ’bout my love, you’d say “you’re so welcome”

yes, end your nerve! and take a sip, once again

(high!)
to be cool is to be elusive, conceal yourself from your self-image
to put your hand on your face, facing her and keep your head warm
’cause you’re thoughts and feelings are front
keep ’em at bay, f-ck them thoughts, they ain’t way
troubleshoot your own head, tell me what you
think of parallels, think of all the tribulation, trials
see for yourself, guilty or not, free yourself
think of all the mater, all your brothers, sisters
think of misters, misses, maidens, players, forest or lamppost, complexed savior
(high!)

a heads-or-tails ends a silver bullet, that ain’t how you cool
cool off with a blowout once you fill out all your papers
mm, yeah, mhm
[verse 3]

if i were you, i’d believe in myself
that’s my religion, that’s how i reflected you
a mirror painter, breakin’ indies’ innings -crack-
i was gon’ call you, but then i knew you
you a karma clever, sidestep motherf-cker
i step on your eyes on hardwood floors, and feel your tongue on currents
and currently, i’m beginning to self-explain your worries

have you been on ballpark smashes, faces, what have you?
sh-t the bed again? there’s always charm within a treble
a charm i seen within, deceived me like a lukewarm candle
flew me off the handle by means of resisting temptation
to climb into your windows’ heart, the window that you’ve opened to us
you allude to your sense of humor, but the window’s broken
they say eyes are the windows to the soul
sometimes you can be a little too calm, too collected to be brutal
have you heard? eyes are the window to my— -crack-
i find it frugal that you make me downtime to sign a formal refutal

to know where you at when i’m dead
feel your pander, pampered n’ panderin’, panda sticks towerin’
like hourly contract payments, contracted this relation
come to believe that moral post-performance helped me
choose what road to take, all but leads to you every turn i make

reverberate a sign of life, commend all your secrets
yes, i know of ’em, i been flowin’ them, seen through your semblance
remember it, i spy with my dark eye: your heart is full with
heavens pennies, it seems, if this is how you want me, i’ll gladly take it
you see, i’m left without a choice, it seems you profit off my beef
voicing my opinion don’t do nothin’, b-tch
you bring the noise, put me in witness protection
makin’ me a one-job monkey-boy, hitters on my back
makin’ me a fugitive, scaping all arenas of your symphony

- eshan abedin

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