Human Songtext
von Plainspoke

I play the game of competitive parking,
Let the haters lay they heads where the ledgers the largest
Say the latest on my chest, I make confessions unguarded,
Layer lessons in the text, kept you checking the market

Hate to bear the bad news, thieves are daily on trading,
Placing faith on tattoos where lacerations are safest
Keeping aces up my sleeve, fit the pieces with patience,
I feed you basic friendships, let ′em sink in the cases

I read the A-B, disease is a comparative test,
Afraid of saline, never learned to swim in the cess,
I breathe the bay leaves, fickle with the haze in my head,
Heed the failings, trickle down's the way I percept,

Appreciating, only hastened by the dreams that I get,
Of recent bases I′ve been taking, face a nascent abyss
I walk the edge and roll my eyes up in my head, know my shit,
Flow alleged on this side of focus, shaking my kicks


Looking for a brain, looking for the beauty
Looking for the same old pictures I've been choosing
If it didn't say, put away what you been using
If I didn′t say, run away, and come back human

If I digressed for a minute, I digest all the spinach,
Bout to pop eyes, dropping spot price on a whim and
I′ve been seven nights, up just making music for the second life,
Age old for confusion, able choosing models, check inside

I'm looking for a hue, subbing shades for the truth,
Wrote a whole philosophy, she talking me down to the roots,
Hope the ruin fits the prophecy, the prophet in his shoes,
Running this whole chicken ′pocracy, the spots demarque the feud,

Boss in, defeat them properly, then pop a leader too,
Faucet drip repeat monotony, then stop and see the suits,
Pause to peek within the properties, monopolies to boot,
Got these four fickle opposites, depositing in twos,

A pot to piss in, bode apocalypse, folding pocket proofs,
Tonight I'm living photography, the commonly obtuse,
Fossils spitting out they karma, dropping commas on the roof,
Lotta giving out my nombres, me llama′s making moves


Looking for a brain, looking for the beauty
Looking for the same old pictures I've been choosing
And if it didn′t say, put away what you been using
And if I didn't say, run away, and come back human