Animal friends ep
RIBBIT
Oh to be a frog on a leaf
Sitting with my toads
I'm gonna eat them flies
I'm gonna suck on their eyes
One, two, three
I'm gonna jump to the other leaf
Hop hop hop its a mfckn drop
I've got beetle friends, lots of beetle friends
Sitting on a tree, eating happily
So many flies hanging around
What a beautiful day I see
Around the bend, another friend
Mosquito, my next meal
STUPID
Time it gets lonely and I get stupid
So as it goes
I walk alone, barely on my own
And when I feel it, feel it down the bone
All I know is what I need takes all to own
So what would it take to feel alive
Break up the pieces, another try, maybe nine
Life is too fleeting, give it your meaning
Guts on the table
Watch close, you might not catch the ghost
And when you’re digging, digging into your hole
What you find might just be what could make you bold
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RIPPING
Nothing new to see, crystal clear to me
Time to get up and move, find the missing groove
Cry, it’s oil and water
You let it out and fray
Cry and take another
We are not the same, the way we gravitate
Pulled by a massive weight, ripping through the waves
Cry and call it sour
The things that we ignore
Cry, a falling flower
Didn’t know how to tell you but you needed to know
Didn’t know how to tell but you needed to show
UNTOLD
Sing a song, it’s just dried up lips
New morning, morning sun
Breath new life and clutch the riding years
New morning, morning sun
Left a question for you
It’s all untold
Isn’t it great how it feels?
New morning, morning sun
It’s in your hands, ain’t it real?
New morning, morning sun
Left a question for you
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RINSE
Got speed and some rhythm
Yeah, I know that you got it in your system
Seen you dance in the fire
You’ve been throwing some punches with liars
It’s gold
No I’ve never seen you throw it away
Not like everybody else stuck in a haze
Cause you know how to brush and cut it with some danger
Spit it with a groove that can please your saviour
So be, the hands are moving and I tell you I like it
And now I listen to the sunshine, I bag it
Split the ocean in the middle, I ran it
No need
Waiting on a door that has never opened
Think about the things I could have done
I remember times when I fussed about it
Marijuana ain’t for everyone
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Dirt not blood, it will wash away
