Lyrics Underfoot - Nerves Baddington

Un disco cupo, introspettivo, catartico, astratto
Per certi versi addirittura paranoico
A dark, introspective, cathartic, abstract
In some ways even paranoid record
Commence the drilling (drilling)
Been digging holes (digging holes)
Been catching feelings (catching what)
Been killing those (ooh kill em)
You think i'm sinking (nope)
I'm thinking big and bold (big and bold)
I'm reaching goals from below
On my tippy toes (here we go)
I'm thinking millions (millions)
I'm thinking bold (bold)
You thinking pennies (thinking what)
I'm thinking gold (gold)
You think i'm sinking i'm just
Creepin' on ah come up' tho (come up)
I'm thinking you don't know what time it is
It kinda shows (it really shows)
I been working way too hard to be this fucking broke
I don't think it's all that funny but i get the fucking joke
I been laughing on the inside like it ain't nothing tho
This ain't enough to shake a stick at yo let's fucking go
75 hours two jobs and two felonies
All my life been beating odds and fleeing reckless scenes
I can't call it i barely can even sleep
I can't rest until the treasure is buried in all seven seas
I only said i would get it i never said with ease (ease)
I don't regret it i said it so i'ma let it breathe (breathe)
Yea never let a devil get ahead of me
Only devil-headed lettuce in my recipe
Yea some'll come up and watch em all go down
Say it's not much not enough to go around
I ain't calling bluff i just know how it sound
So i'm digging holes in the ground
What now
Commence the drilling (drilling)
Been digging holes (digging holes)
Been catching feelings (catching what)
Been killing those (ooh kill em)
You think i'm sinking (nope)
I'm thinking big and bold (big and bold)
I'm reaching goals from below
On my tippy toes (here we go)
I'm thinking millions (millions)
I'm thinking bold (bold)
You thinking pennies (thinking what)
I'm thinking gold (gold)
You think i'm sinking i'm just
'Creepin on ah come up' tho (come up)
I'm thinking you don't know what time it is
It kinda shows (it really shows)
Life been taking way too long to be this fucking short
And i been going way too strong to just up and abort
But of course i'm on course i'm riding the storm
Earth scorched on the fourth horse with the source torch
Of the highest order sort no one love a poor sport
We always win but nobody get the score report
Balls in your court tryna build some more rapport
I can't help it war to the core plus i'm sorta bored
I'm sorta floored (yea) sorta conflicted
I'm sorta borderline on some moral fences
Some sorta sick (sick) some sorta wicked (wicked)
Some sorta witches switching roles from poor to richest
Some'll come up and watch em all go down
Say it's not much not enough to go around
I ain't calling bluff i just know how it sound
So i'm digging holes
Commence the drilling (drilling)
Been digging holes (digging holes)
Been catching feelings (catching what)
Been killing those (ooh kill em)
You think i'm sinking (nope)
I'm thinking big and bold (big and bold)
I'm reaching goals from below
On my tippy toes (here we go)
I'm thinking millions (millions)
I'm thinking bold (bold)
You thinking pennies (thinking what)
I'm thinking gold (gold)
You think i'm sinking i'm just
Creepin on ah come up' tho (come up)
I'm thinking you don't know what time it is
It kinda shows