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letra de mrs. slugabeds' night maps (feat. the sage, mellow monkey) - mark henry

[intro]

(you’re late, no your not, wake up
you’re awake, that’s ok, go to sleep…)

[verse]

hold up, wait
all along
you meaning to tell me that this was never even real?
(nooooo)
you hear the truth so lay it down to rest
and she’s so splendid indeed
indented in the r.e.m.,
and invented felt them
my gang of dreams
yeah they turning to red
red rum
burnin’ insomniac smoke
i raise an eye to the brim
to the lid, to the hoax
for the looters and the kids
yo bug me lady aphid
yeah your anthem
seems to be the demand of it
sleep talking, walkie talkie
eyes balling, tears falling in my night terror
when light falls, approach the night fairy
pennies on my eyes till the sun rise
river of styx floats my boat
in a world that i
sit and stand corrected in
(but correction baby, cuckoo that i be
for you’re circular stunner
paralyzing me
lunesta messed up the heel-toe number
and so i sleep)
to try to find another way into reality to try to breathe

[bridge]

the season of dreams is beneath
that cold greasy skin sheath
sheesh
shush, hide, duck into
into your blankets
you’re mangled in entrancement
and i need some directions

[hook: the sage, mellow monkey]

here’s it lady heres your own map
hear it lady get your own back
here, hey homie get home back
here this lady get home fast

[verse]

i begin pillow talking h-lla lies to the air
(air, air, air, air)
gorillas stalk, everywhere the bamboo shares
(shares, shares, shares)
the shade that witches cast
sun gotta dark hole
and in a flash
which cast shadows on me
and which path is which craft
the ones i attain
or shifts wishes into witchcraft
all f-cked up
woozy from the vertigo
lingo, language of the world
or sleep talking to my iso
open aperture focal point of my eyes closed
to the know
its knowledge of the funky human show
and when stars align
which was right
once was mine
and once the mind unwinds the signs
like a symbol
symbolism turns to ash
(and nightmares lead to the ride
fearing a collision, head on crash)
but i know that this too shall pass
so like love, night fell
the spell began, now i’m needing my help
no trace of my heart erased
residing in this hopeless sleepyhead h-ll

[bridge]

the season of dreams is beneath
that cold greasy skin sheath
sheesh
shush, hide, duck, tuck
into your blankets
you’re mangled in entrancement
and i need some directions

[hook: the sage, mellow monkey]

here’s it lady heres your own map
hear it lady get your own back
here, hey homie get home back
here this lady get home fast

- mark henry

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