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letra de votre prelude - matty butz

[part 1: time adventure adaptation]

[verse 1: niki yang as bmo]
time is an illusion that helps things make sense
so we are always living in the present tense
it seems unforgiving when a good thing ends
but you and i will always be back then
you and i will always be back then

[chorus: matty butz]
will happen, happening happened
will happen, happening happened
will happen again and again
’cause you and i will always be back then
you and i will always be back then

[part 2: votre prelude]

[intro]
pour toi sh-t
can’t breathe in this mother f-cker

[verse]
i drew fifty circles on a
notepad
far from purple, i read fifty notes on your nightstand
all you wrote was my name fifty times
so who overall is over obsessed after all
after all this time and w-lly really still be on your mind
even though we only interchanged intercourse a few times (times)
did some drugs never been close to a drugaholic
found myself drug and addicted to whatcha-callit
listen kids, i’m pulling tricks and slurping probiotic
how ironic because i’m the one that keeps that culture alive and active
a human sacrifice to sanctify the black b-st-rd
my father wasn’t present to
so through his absence in cl-sses
i raised some hands for some answers
and through the banter i managed to stay awake
and though the standard is obviously well-mannered
in advance i took some chances at masking to save face
rarely give advice but i have vices i could add
well nevermind, i’ll provide you with one birdie had said
the key to being free in a world with no peace
is easier than you think
it’s being

[outro]
f-ck
i can’t get this sh-t
alright
let’s try again

[part 3: votre prelude]

[intro]
f-ck
f-ck this sh-t

[verse]
i was born empty handed with a wooden spoon
was never fed a sliver with a silver spoon
most would swoon
over thoughts of living in a living room
bank account swept like a bristled broom
closest thing to food was a kitchen view
no home to call your home own
with past bills past due
campus crossing was in the past too
although crossing campus wasn’t in your path too
you b and e’d then staged a robbery when you p-ssed through
to afraid to ask who
didn’t call a cop
how could i not like a bantu (yeah)
my life been quite hard for the last past two
years or so
i lived through it such a miracle
i could see my past self in the rear view
then deer veered my steering into a forest clearing
if i was two inches over fear my condition would’ve been critical (f-ck, yeah)
over a trip over a love i fell for
couldn’t stand to fall back so i fell forward
some innocent flirting for certain i fell for it
a devil in disguise in gray skies she fell soaring
with a m-ffled sigh my love guise felt boring
try dropping your p-ssion for three years
all your old fans like nothing to see here
as translucent as i am you never could see tears
even with constant effort from some of my peers
every week a few sheep seem to dodge sheers
i’ve grown close to l-st but trust been wearing thin
clothing exposing flesh i grew akin
sig wrote in blood on list with seven sins
and human sacrifice to make amends
my friends since freshman year been tipping scales
to choose a side with eyes covered in veil
i’m holding weight on shoulders growing frail
old foes couldn’t read signs i provide braille
for blood i provide bail
too much family to see anyone fail
i’d die broke before i see anyone i know drown
to stay afloat i’d wade in any water face down
i’d die broke (f-ck)
i’d do anything to make my mother proud
i’d rid of many me’s to make my mother proud
i tried removing cursing but i feel cursed as well
put my head in heaven trying to reverse h-ll
got sh-t to prove but chip on shoulder now stale
got sh-t to prove but
got sh-t to prove but i don’t have time left
these years stole my soul life span gone by theft
so many crossed my soul my heart behind breast
but the day i lose hope be the day of my death

- matty butz

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