Lurkin' Songtext
von The Garden feat. Khalif Jones

I′m just another fucking american addict
Taking stabs at the light
Feeling like I can grab it
I see you sucking on nostalgia's cock
So I break in through the back
Like I forgot how to knock
Standing up wobbly
Piss the spit off the toilet seat
You get what you give
Used to give a lot of shit for free
I′ve got a big gulp, full of defects
But I'm the real thing and you're a bounced check
Bounced checks always end up in the trash


I can flip on a dime
Fuck up my whole image
Get a new paint job, a brand new finish
Just to snuggle up with the right kind of people
Find me all set up with the right kind of
This is not the case
Nor would I consider this
Put my spirit on a hold
To join the fucking circus
Just to snuggle up with the right kind of people
Find me all set up with the right kind of

Snakes in the grass tryna bite me
I′m smiling back at ′em slightly impolitely
I'm a lover not a fighter but I will bark at a biter
And I don′t care if they don't like me
I′m one of those
Grown ass children smiling through my crying
Parents slowly dying
I pay half the bills and keep shining, back to grinding
We don't get to have nice things for very long
I came out to your city, got a bag and went home
He saw I was a star, he said he could get me far
Then my hard work paid for his new car
While I was still
Living with my mom′s off credit cards
I said "Come out to my show" he said "Nah"
Well, well, well, what a typical story
Zero-sum lifestyle, so corny
It's a new day, good morning
Can't follow some lane that ain′t for me


I can flip on a dime
Fuck up my whole image
Get a new paint job, a brand new finish
Just to snuggle up with the right kind of people
Find me all set up with the right kind of
This is not the case
Nor would I consider this
Put my spirit on a hold
To join the fucking circus
Just to snuggle up with the right kind of people
Find me all set up with the right kind of