Songtexte Palo Santo - Thesaurus Rex

(Straight from the garage
These are the garage sessions
Live from the garage
It's me, live from the garage)

I was considering joining a cult
Or a really bad band just to laugh at the result
The thing I hate most about being an adult
Is that most of y'all ain't really f adults
Can't consult without you thinking it's an insult
You got no nuts on these bolts
Just ratchets with phones
And a whole buncha tools I remember back from school
If you wanna know cool
Come spool around me if you're tryna find out
Even if I'm feeling burnt out
I have learned I will never black out
Always find a way out
Without killing everybody in this damn town
The city limits on a total wash out
Y'all already know that I will never be the same
I'm going insane in the membrane
Better watch out
Been preparing for a change
Today starts my life as a hermit hidden away
Afraid to go outside because I don't wanna interact
With the f people who react to every single word that I say
Sometimes I'm talking to myself
It doesn't help
When the conversation crosses perpendicular
Benadryl vernacular
Particular picky sh*tty
I don't mean to be a mothaf stick in the mud
But for all of those still rocking with me
I got nothing but love
And my life got pretty spooky
On full volume I received it all heavy duty
Loopy am I losing my marbles
Brains liquified fried
Eyes feeling kinda droopy
And my brain never finished drying
So I'm gonna let it soak in rice overnight
If it feels right
I'm gonna get back up and turn on all the lights
And go back over the highlights
Fading out berate the doubt
Fake account the amount
You I would always doubt
Won't attest or past the test
Can't even open your damn mouth
I cannot keep ignoring
Put a little south in your mouth
If it's gonna dangle open as south as we can go
Put a sock in it it's annoying
Real shit that's bullshit
And is batsh*t even crazy
I bet it would amaze me
But like the rest of y'all
I'm too fucking lazy to go and fucking find out
The toothpick on the loose
He's armed and he is ruthless
Thieving tweaking toothless
Cannot raise the roof on the ceiling that is roofless
You can shoot the shit but the truth it
How could you ever be confused when there's plenty of living proof
Coming from the same aholes who are busy in the boof
And I wish I could tell you what
But all you would say back is what
What the f understand
How do you not understand
The words coming out of my motherf lips b
Your hips don't lie but your lips sure do
And it's unhappy hour but you got the candy sweets no sour
But you're only smacking on the blue ones
And the beats
Smacking on the true ones
With a flow so spicy
You know that it just might be you're new favorite
Saying that I'm gonna leave the rest behind me blindly
I can't f read braille
What does that entail
Well I guess I'm just gonna fail
F everybody in my vicinity
Never saw it coming never told me to start running
So f y'all
Y'all don't mean sh*t to me
Gonna get back with the positive energy

And the air I breathe is cleansed and clean
Palo Santo
The air I breathe is cleansed and clean
Palo Santo
The air I breathe is cleansed and clean
Palo Santo
Palo Santo
The air I breathe is cleansed and clean Palo Santo