Atmosphere

Atmosphere - Make The Sun Come Out songtekst

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About noonish, I woke up to the music

Blaring outta the clock I inherited from pops

After snooze is hit twice or trice

I climb off of this madras to go find my life

Where's my wifey at? Wait, that's right

She slept at her sister's, 'cause we had a fight last night

Looks like one of her cat's got sick

That's either vomit or shit, right next to the fridge

There's no coffee left, just tea, green

Did my best to try to make believe that it was caffeine

After a minute, I had a cold shower

And oh, I was pissed off at no hot water

Hello landlord as I get dressed

Expressed my stress in the message that I left

So when you get a chance, please call me

Gotta go, just found cat shit in the clean laundry

And yesterday's pants is the option

There's already money in the front pocket

No snow yet, but it's still freezing

So I throw on a coat with a hoodie underneath it

Ignore all the bills on the table

'Cause I don't love 'em - fuck 'em, who told them I was faithful

Shoes, keys, wallet and my temper

Out the front door into a cold November

Now wait a minute, look who got a parking ticket

I live here, why I need a fucking permit?

I guess underground rap has its perks

'Cause all of the sudden the speakers don't wanna work

Stereo is dead, no lights, no features

And hold up, the heater ain't on either

It must be a fuse, at least it starts

I dip to the shop that sells the car parts

And the cashier is like, man I don't know shit

But you ain't gonna treat me like I don't know shit

Bob, that's your job Bob, do your job Bob

Sell me a fuse and point me to the door knob

Installed the fuse and let the heater blow

Music comes on, thermometer is three below

Son's mom calls, I answer it on speaker phone

At same damn time, someone backs into my vehicle

Turn the auto-pilot on man

I just wanted to go to the studio to write a song man

Meltdown now, might as well ?blank out?

?Shine'll come back? once we pull up to Ant's house

That's the place I bury, all of the weight I carry

Southside basement, that's like my sanctuary

I love life - that's what this one's about

So go ahead and hit record and ?let? the sun come out, now




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