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letra de hit my line / catharsis (interlude) - .qabriel

[chorus]
if the sun’s not out when you coming home
will you hit my line talking on the phone
i get stressed now thinking that you’re all alone
or worse you found someone to fill the role

jealousy paints me green with envy
this bed of roses had th-rns in it plenty
i trust too much and thats why i’m so shifty
the price of thoughts and its more than just pennies
afraid we premie and we really gotta grow ‘fore we know ourselves
if i’m honest any 20 something duo is trendy and chest heavy
the weight carried is flashy, fantastic it feels like magic
but legs can’t weather the traction of tragic
they too skinny no gym
ain’t been hitting barbells
i’m too inclined to be blind
that we influenced by time
that says we so behind
if we ain’t intertwined
by 29
and the kind of us acting fine
ain’t defined by no outline
but i still be calling you mine

[chorus x2]
if the sun’s not out when you coming home
will you hit my line talking on the phone
i get stressed now thinking that you’re all alone
or worse you found someone to fill the role
[verse 2]
wish i had the wisdom like sages
i could tell you that age is just a number
the pressure to find a lover
takes patience don’t wanna rush it
don’t jump in because of wonder
it changes often when younger
but here i go finding comfort
in warm sp-ces like arms
and many beds disarmed
been naked in front of eyes
who hold image like cards
no regard for my future
position i put you in
comparing what makes you you
to the women weren’t fitting
no puzzle piece to complete me
i rolled the dice when i met you
if i have been neglectful
then give me time to correct it
my fathers parents made 50
only advice they give me
when sh-t is hitting the fan
better plug your nose swiftly

[chorus x2]
if the sun’s not out when you coming home
will you hit my line talking on the phone
i get stressed now thinking that you’re all alone
or worse you found someone to fill the role
{catharsis}
if you got to know the real me
you would prolly run as fast as forrest
i ain’t one to have some fun regardless
i just left my home to be an artist
can you handle hardness of the heartless
i just hardly ever reach catharsis
spilling ink stains into the carpet
darkest closets holding hostage carcass
pardon me i didn’t me to harvest
roots from garden
deepest guarded thoughts
awkward scarlett letter
cross my pompous
forehead
x marks the spot
taught to me this labels me a martian
caution wind is caught in my knot
hate the posh, but would you be a darling
avoid the door that leads to my heart

- qabriel

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