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von Young Fathers

Hmm, did I see you planting seeds in the forest?
Is it for the green of the dollars?
Now don't go telling me it's for the needs of the poorest
Now I'mma take a shit in your palace
I just want to make life easy on your eyes
You just want to ease me with your lies

Last from the convoy playing with the old toys
Instant tomorrows, handcrafted sorrows
All-star bravery, imaginary jargon
Cryptic by business, I'll see you in hell
Sipping on a quick fix elasticated dimwit
Sucking on a thumb, marching to an old hit
Tiger in an envelope, paper boy, puppet rope
Scratchings on a blank tape, stealth like utopia
Marriage in a gas mask, little girl, black clad
Drugs for the lawyer 'cause we appreciate
Cut to the chase, twelve grand in the case
Testing out the cannons the evidence is damning


You lied to me, me, me
You lied to me, me, me
You lied to me, me, me

TV news said keep you head above water
My willingness CHOCKED IN MY SLEEP
Tell-Tale shoes won't get me home in an hour
The further I go I COULD FREEZE

The shine is truly faded relieved of his duties
Behind the veil is fury, unadmittent optimist
Undercover pessimist
Baby showered in my father's sins
But I was born to be the better part of him
That was always on the checklist
Take my humanity, end up like a mannequin
Thinking like a charlatan was easy, now it's challenging
So take my humanity, end up like a mannequin
Thinking like a charlatan was easy, now it's challenging


Time to get going
City's getting low
Time to get going
City's getting low
Time to get going
City's getting low
Time to get going
City's getting low