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letra de hvn intermission 3 - nur-d

h-llo, my name is nur-d, my friends just call me matt
my mother called me matthew, anytime that she was mad
i used to rock and roll, but now i just shut up and rap
the worst year of my life, was still the best i’ve ever had
that’s word to twenty-twenty, i know this album’s long
i’ve tried to wrap it up, but it could use another song
i’ve tried to make it honest, i’ve tried to make it cool
i’m trapped between the industry, and what i want to do
two minutes, thirty seconds, and not a moment more
some lyrics that are catchy, and a hook that strikes a chord
but this is intermission, a sprinkling of lore
but please feel free to skip this, you can miss this if you’re bored
‘cause the drop is never coming, the drums are never coming
but i’ll pull back the curtain, for a moment if that’s something
i smile when i don’t want to, my first kiss was a boy
the industry is saturated, filled with constant noise
and it’s only getting louder, i want to make you prouder
i want to make you dance, and also think for like an hour
or maybe forty minutes, i’ll add to the cacophony
i’m so thankful for the life that all of you have gotten me
i’m trying hard to earn it, i’m trying to inspire
i don’t swear in my music, but i’m still a f-cking liar
i’m sorry if that mattered, i’ve marked this as explicit
see there’s a little “e” next to the title if you missed it
i hope that you still like me, could really use a hug now
were you real disappointed
when you learned that i do drugs now?
i’m not one of the good ones, that never was the case
but they still let me in their sacred sp-ces ‘cause i’m safe
but that’s just music business
and i don’t make the rules and stuff
sorry if they like me, doesn’t mean that i’m not black enough
i’m trying to make a difference, i’m trying to make a record
this song is just a bunch of random thoughts i’ve got together
and i still have my questions, i’m standing with my hand up
i haven’t ceased on asking why i’m here and not amanda
she’d probably do this better, i’m trying not to crash it
i promised that i’d take care of your brother at your casket
i know you’re at the right hand, i’m not sure if i’ll see you
i think i lost the path, but know that i didn’t mean to
i want to see the glory, i want to go to heaven
but when i eat my girl’s the only time i feel reverent
god should know because they made her
fearfully and wonderfully, just because i question
doesn’t mean i’m not impressed with all they’ve done for me
i’m thankful, i’m thankful every day
i know you are the one who kept me dry from all the rain
and that’s not some cheesy metaphor, i have walked in miracles
still i’ve seen the world and also know that it is spherical
what goes up, mostly comes down
we’re poisoning the atmosphere
sure god is on the throne, but we are mostly on our own here
and we could all be better, i know i could be better
i have a little sister, but i really haven’t met her
and that is not my dad’s fault, he is just an assh0l-
and sure i could’ve called, but see i also am an assh0l-
i’m sorry i just cursed again, i will try to make amend
i can see the cracks in my conceit is slowly worsening
i’ll patch ‘em up like bruno, but what am i without these?
if you are doing better, than just go ahead without me
i’m crushing on my therapist, hope she doesn’t mind this
but, is it really romance?
or did she just share a drop of human kindness?
does it matter? as long as she can fix me
before i end it all because i think that you won’t miss me
the drop is never coming, the drums are never coming
feel free to back away, if i was you i would be running
this really is a bummer, i figured y’all won’t like this
that’s why this curtain’s up here in the first place
just to hide this
the drop is never coming, the drums are never coming
i wish they would to drown out
all this random mess i’m mumbling
i’m supposed to be the fun one, i know i try to be
but it is getting harder to hide me behind the beat
when the drop is never coming, the drums are never coming
the drop is never coming, the drums are never coming
oh god why aren’t they coming?
my god why aren’t you coming?
oh please just say they’re coming
i need them to be coming, i need them

- nur d

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