Lyrics: Emma Beko
Music: Nazbrok Jaynaz (James-Lee Eloï)
It pacifies me it feels unreal Can objects soothe
Im in a booth
Trapped
I wanna move
But I don’t have a clue
To open up these locks and chains that been around this box we’re in Been boxing since the break of dawn to break the mold
And push beyond
Asphalt beat
Wet concrete and diamonds in a store
Walking an earth thats been walked a thousand times before
Generic
Elevator
Jazz music
Call me Eric
What can I help you with?
Name tags been identified
Selling air fryers and genocide
I’m a billionaire I’ve been metafied We’ll try to kill you but you’ll never die
Walking through the mall with my friends Stole a t-shirt
The worlds about to end
She sells sea shells by the sea shore
Oh dear the way we kept it so near Break away from those fears
Hear the sounds they’re near
Hear the sounds they’re near
I can do whatever the hell I want on this beat This a song I wrote for cult underground you see Just installed a second AC so I can bring the heat Ill show you what it means to me, Montreal city
I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which you’re dying Are the best you’ve ever had
I woke up to a man screaming
that old Donnie Darko song
It’s 4 am in not too long
I think about the lines we’ve drawn
Stroke of a pen my penmanship will be my claim to fame Time and again, I’ve showed what it means to bare my name You can hate the way I dress, the way I speak, the way I walk But hate is you, you hate yourself
I see it all and hit the spot
Oh dear the way we kept it so near Break away from those fears
Hear the sounds they’re near
Hear the sounds they’re near