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letra de dress warm - samy.language

dress warm:

we come from the same side
we come from the same tide
we see through the same eyes
and we chase the same prize

yeah, this place is not my home
but it’s been good to me
x2

i feel forest green today
rather nostalgic
busy people bustle bitterly
dodging the foul tricks
and owl sits in central park
in the dark on an arch
while the hound dogs bark bark
at the stars
starvin’ and hard hearted
barkin’ bizarre dark things
barkin’ down at the madman
stoned and committing arson
’cause he got caught lookin’
up the skirt of brooklyn
but his queen down in queens
looking for an -ss to put her foot in
i never knew where to put the hook in
then whoops, i’m in like

we come from the same side

whoopsie daisy
experimenting with pharmaceuticals
in a concrete bas-m-nt with a white girl
names kayleigh
always accused, always abused
but hey! not lately!
and maybe if we dig deep enough we’ll find truth
just maybe
see i need the truth like i need a fix of heroine
it would sure take the edge off
but i’m downright scared of it
and the concrete bomb fleet stomps feet on the
ungodly honkey mommies that offer me tea
and i scream
get the f-ck up off of me
like, ouch that burned like a loud-pack
mouthed back and found my head severed
on the south track
see, i recall the days of hey mister-ing cases
withering aimless, slithering shameless
no one to claim us
i recall the haze of all these children now nameless
women now graceless, i graciously
read nameless on playlists
i hate this tasteless creation nation tuned
in to a station that plays nothing but sounds
of f-ckin’ pure defication
riddled with bieber fever
didn’t believe it neither
but they never stood a chance under this evil deceiver
drop on me like a f-ckin rotted tree
i think tyler was right
the future reads of oddities
it’s honestly gotta’ be
look at the two brutes in zoot suits that shoot truth
and blew a fuse when a fuse blew on their b00b tube
chill out ya loose goose
remain equal to the sum
ya know, stretch out your legs a bit and
get yourself some sun

i will end the fear
and with you begins the fun
i’m the solemnity of zero
and the two within the one
x3

we come from the same side
we move to the same tide
we see through the same eyes
and we chase the same prize

this place is not my home but it’s been good to me

quick notes:

this song was written on a trip i took to nyc about 8 months before i moved there. it’s the city i was born in. and i thought it be the city i died in. but i now find myself back in the midwest. the song, although seemingly nonsensical at times, is a back and forth between images i was seeing in ny, and old memories i’d had from my actual home (chicago be the city that raised me). it’s all frantic because…..i was frantic…i am frantic

- samy language

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