I woke up from a dream to see that nothing's what it seems
I stumble to my feet and roll a blunt of skunky weed,
I slump back to my seat I put that beat back on repeat
the fridge defrosts and now there's nothing nothing left to eat,
stomachs tryna speak, the music puts me back at ease
I deal with it fanatically can't cope with it financially,
like a cold but no ones catching me,
take my past and throw it back at me,
romantically i frantically fumble with my antics see,
no sleight of hand my hands are seen,
nothing here can damage me,
don't chat about it angrily
in fact i'm chatting passively
the thought of life emasses me,
the schools got us practicing for factories
don't talk about monsanto till you're seeing damaged seeds,
we won't even let the planet breathe
it's actually fucking mad to me,
where we're headed didn't have to be,
I guess we'll have to hang and see,
maybe hang it in a gallery
this panoramic vision got me burning calories casually,
can you see the tangents weave, intangibly erratically we're living so distracted,
mirror image gets refracted
the tax from your wage gets subtracted to pay for their rage driven antics, they say give it practice, get an ego let it grow and then adapt it, we're getting sold a different picture and it's average.
(Boudicca) Hook -
When you talk it's the sweetest sound
while we walk through places in this town
Go tell em what you told yourself,
What you told yourself.
Verse 2 -
Digging through the crates and I sit with my mistakes
glue the pieces back together then I sit and watch em break and I've always been indifferent from the change and i'm never on a mission for the fame
just tryna paint a picture with my brain
so you can sit there in the rain and see that someone feels the same
and all of us got bills to pay,
the more we trust the less it takes
go towards the love don't hesitate
stay living in the present day
make your moves against the grain
say your truth and let it stay
believe you're only steps away
never let it tempt your fate,
stays rising like the centigrade
when summer time eventually came we undermine what underlays,
discussing we anticipate,
no discussion come participate
art is art but this is art that can't disintegrate
come and integrate ,
might feel different on a different day
nothing's ever simple mate
seeing what they implicate
never give away what you make and i've made the same mistakes
take the time to take a break
treat your trade like a trade like a trade this ain't nothing to evade
kids are acting twice their age
doesn't cost a thing to crack a smile but hey,
we're gonna have to find a way
it doesn't we'll ride away to sunsets miles away
but we're gonna have to find a way
i was feeling kinda blind today
fail at what i try to say,
fragile like a china plate
changing once my mind is made might take us out like tidal waves,
(Boudicca) Hook -
When you talk it's the sweetest sound
while we walk through places in this town
Go tell em what you told yourself,
What you told yourself.
credits
from The Process,
released January 17, 2020
Produced by- Oxomo
Mixed And Mastered by - Bear Phillips-Pearce
