
Atmosphere // Fuck You Lucy
Do I sound mad?
Well I guess I’m a little pissed
Every action has a point
Five points make a fist
You close ‘em
You swing ‘em
It hurts when it hits
And the truth can be a bitch
But if the boot fits
I got an idea
You should get a tattoo that says “Warning”
That’s all, just a warning
So the potential victim
Can take a left and safe breath
And avoid you
Sober and upset in the morning
I wanna scream “Fuck you, Lucy!”
But the problem is I love you, Lucy
So instead
I’m gonna finish my drink and have another
While you think about how you used to be my lover
Fuck You
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
Cyne // Up Above
Sometimes when the stress in the day is thick
I have a wish to have that one last kiss
One more hug, rejoice and grandma love
Of God above, a lot I needed because
The stress and strain, the pain come down the rain
The sun, it came too late now it’s not the same
My life has changed, my soul has an empty place
And only the sound of your voice can fill the space
I’ll wrestle angels just to see ya face again
Because you were my life, my mother and friend
You reside in God’s love now in heaven above
So don’t you move ya son gonna see you soon
I run, past the hardships tears and pain
Growin up I said ya name you always came
Hold my hand, gotta move through the storm
Now I need to be strong cause you’re with the Lord
From the beginning to end, ‘til I finish the start
Hold close to my heart no matter how hard
Things get to be, it’s you I see
Smilin, cryin, lookin down at me
Wit tears of joy, come hold your baby boy
Look at me now, it’ll make momma proud
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
Intuition // Happy Birthday Mom
“Be patient while I make the world my work place,
I know that if it’s up to me I’d hug you ‘til the hurt fades”
This song should be somewhat appropriate for Mothers Day. Dedicated to the mothers.
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
Atmosphere // Yesterday
Yesterday, was that you?
Looked just like you.
Strange things my imagination might do.
Take a breath, reflect on what we’ve been through,
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you?
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
Kno // Rhythm of the Rain
Let’s blaze, what a way to escape
What’s a way for you to waste away your days of mistakes?
Eyes glossy, glazed-over like, donuts and cakes
You’re happy with somebody so you wish and hope that it’s fate
But what if it’s fake? Hell of a scam, the whole time
All for the pie, you know, key lime
If it all ended today, at least you tried
It was a nice ride, time to go inside
Yourself and take a look at the person and how it’s hurtin’
like how could somebody love you for years and then desert ya
What’s the whole purpose? Experience of learnin?
Exterior is strong but inside you’re certainly burnin’
Take two of these that’s the remedy for anything
You could be happy or else, at least pretend to be
Own biggest enemy, killin’ self slow
They tell you hold on loose but never let go
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
Charlotte Gainsbourg // L’un part l’autre reste
Ont-ils oublié leurs promesses?
Au moindre rire, au moindre geste
Les grands amours n’ont plus d’adresse
Quand l’un s’en va et l’autre resteN’est-il péché que de jeunesse?
N’est-il passé que rien ne laisse?
Les grands amours sont en détresse
Lorsque l’un part et l’autre resteReste chez toi
Vieillis sans moi
Ne m’appelle plus
Efface-moi
Déchire mes lettres
Et reste là
Demain peut-être
Tu reviendras
Non-Prophets (Sage Francis) // The Cure
I won’t accept it. Do my best to reject patterns til it hurts
Every second making bad turns for the worse.
She’s getting further away, I can feel it in the way my bones ache .
The ocean sealed it’s lips, now the waves won’t break.The secrets it won’t say has got us trying to break codes in churches,
And lately I’ve been hating its soul purpose.
When a boy writes off the world it’s done with sloppy misspelled words if,
A girl writes off the world it’s done in cursive.
I’m searching for the cure.
This is a sickness.
Can you hear me, love?
(Source: comatose-on-rhymes)
jazz-vintage-classichollywood:
Frank Sinatra - One for my Baby (And One More for the Road)
(Source: jazz-vintage-classichollywood)