letra de tropical depression - speakeasy the storyteller
one fine day in my sunshine state
rain started pouring out of the blue (sky)
and it still hasn’t let up, lost my home to the weather
only shelter that i found is in you (i)
pod race through these hallways, bruises on my arm
gaze covered by these blonde bangs, they just wanna call names
perfect attendance, all a’s… that’s my worth in percentage
now i’m slipping on the waterfalls on my face
thoughts race me all the way back to apartment a3
where my mom stays, guilty consciеnce playing on repeat
in my hеadphones, comfort in the eye of the storm
i’m starting to wonder if i am the storm
cuz it’s still overcast when i’m over at dad’s
he smoke a pack a day, watch a show and then crash
like lightning striking lines got me powerless
cowardice in the face of callousness cuz i know he’s just sad
shower head overflowing, close the door with the latch
my tropical depression has a category attached now
gave the hurricane the same name as my own
brave it alone, lock myself inside hoping it pass
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