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letra de thirsty bird - montay

verse 1:

i got this wicked twitch in me
it’s got the hardest lean i’ve seen
scarred my heart up mean
got me runnin’ out of steam so i check it first
check it good, but down it all regardless
am i an artist or a starving, harnessed varmint?
every f-ckin’ time, spine must be fishin’ line
sittin’ here round quittin time’
thinkin’ bout the next spike, next spark
ain’t even dark. her t–th ain’t even sharp
but she just sixed me quickly like –
jiffy like, skippy, right?
in between thick beers and sick verbs i picked words
thrivin’. glidin’ fine then divin’ like a thirsty bird
but here i stand, dusted off and better for it, swear
but yo – the other me is standin’ over there
starin’, glarin’ not a fan of sharin’
got me feelin’ ozzy black, crazy train
hazy brain, am i insane? am i insane?
is this my pain, seattle rain. constant?
ensconced in frozen, frosty wisconsin –

hook:

k!llin’ in the air but the other me is standin’ over there
now do i pounce? or do i bounce?
is there a middle path to this math?
i guess i’ll stand tall at all costs
and boss across the twisted winter

verse 2:

getting’ cold, feelin’ old
feelin’ like i got rolled over
i guess i got a lucky, m-th-f-ckin’ plucky clover
so send another batch of that ratchet sn-tch over
really? i guess
d-mn i hope he makes it back
d-mn i hope he makes a stack
so he can chill or grab a nap
it’s been a wild couple miles
better grow up, better slow up
you had yours
done with them demolished holidays
and all them savage maverick actions
break and take shelter
gain traction know, that how you be actin’ be matterin’
and all that chatterin’ stan – that’s an action
see every soul has at least a couple holes
and at least a couple goals turn to lessons
and stresses can’t be measured
but leisure be a treasure
follow some or maybe many, never all
righteously. remember, stand tall
but what about the light, man?
where’s the tay-manian angel?
when i get a taste i can’t be contained
i’m in the same vein as cobain
a remarkable brain addicted to pain
able but usually cain
i’m f-ckin’ ashamed cuz i stained both of our brains
i’m mad cuz i love the sh-t that’s bad
now let’s all get happy cuz f-ck bein’ sad

hook:

verse 3:

a burnin’ trip that turned into a permanent tip
ripped out too many splinters in a hurry
off some worry but at this point it’s all kinda blurry
off this shabby twister
e swoops the jukebox as mac grabs the pitcher
sunny like the money blister
guess what guys, i kissed her!
oh jeez. i wonder if she likes me
probably not cuz i’m a sneezy disease
on the loose in the us, that’s ya boy!
it’s crazy, f-ck man i’m buck nasty –
i’m crashing. i’m assed out
i’m absolutely asking for it but at least i’m not average for it
i’m eatin’ so much pizza i’m growin’ cheese outta my eardrums
but i ain’t tryin’ to change that fact
i’m tryin’to maintain that stat
even now that i’m back like detroit
strong, long, and ready
big ups to the hands that i hope remains steady
through every peak, valley, or eddy like jiah know
tiago – splittin’ through the lock of the day, okay

- montay

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