Lyrics Thirst (Interlude) - Shalco

I'm feeling queasy baby
Walking right thru Plateau
Nothing in my bank account
It's 5 A.M
And I need some water
Oh lord I need some water (Yeah, yeah)
Oh lord I need some water

Am I hallucinating maybe just my view is changing
The neon lights flash and I ain't feeling too amazing
The walls are breathing and everything is in black and white
Oh shit I got a joint left
Don't mind if I do I blaze it
Pick up the pace I got no patience
I been patiently waiting to find a McDonald's location
I'm racing I need some water I swear my throat is gon' close up
I got a joint to finish quickly so I huff and puff
I see a Couche-Tard, holy shit this is it
I try to open the door
Are you fucking kidding me, come on man
Inside I see an old man, I knew he saw me
I'm banging on the window and he ain't moving at all
He's just stood there almost scared of my image
I see reflections in his eyes, cars money and women
All the things I thought would make up for every time I didn't fit in
Everyone that told me no, funny I was never offended
I would just say fuck it in 10 years they gon' regret it
And that man he had some medals, I could swear that he's a veteran
A man who had been at war with himself
But too arrogant to admit it
I'm asking a homeless man for water
Ain't that shit ironic
God help a man who doesn't pay his reverence
He had a Persian tattoo on his bicep and a eagled nose
I blinked and he disappeared
Where the fuck did he go
You know what I don't feel so good

Immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant
Half breed half built different
Half me half free this is it
Immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant
Half breed half built different
Half me half free this is it
Immigrant

I been thirsty but this feeling isn't even new
I been thirsty for a while I just never knew
I been thirsty for an identity for so long
I don't even know who I am shit would it be so wrong
If I were to die right now, die out of dehydration
At least I'll go in the ground, finally be apart of this nation
I ain't got no relatives here I'm the second generation
Two parts to me and too much separation
If I end up a fuck up I got l nothing to fall back on
Mom Facetimes my grandparents she puts my tracks on
I barely recognize their faces, their stories drag on
I'm like who the fuck is this
Which uncle do I gotta pretend I miss
I'm just looking for an out
Get out of the conversation
Mom I told you I ain't got no interest in speaking to strangers
I just wanna go back to my room
Plan another song
This one will make them like me
Then I'll finally belong
Then I can be one of them
I been working so hard for it
Learning their culture against their will
Motherfuckers guarding it
Don't call me no fucking Arab I'm Persian
I don't even wanna be that
Olive skin eagled nose
They say I look like my dad and it pisses me off
I'm like oh yeah just wait
I'mma get a nose job
Everything gon' change
Imma date the whitest girl
With the fattest fuckin' ass
Then I'll stop being out of pocket
Out of key like that's some jazz
I got a part of me I need to chop off
Pardon that part of me
The chip on my shoulder that needs to fuck off
I'm not a misogynist, I'm not a terrorist
I swear to god I'm not like them

Immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant
Half breed half built different
Half me half free this is it
Immigrant, immigrant
Immigrant, immigrant
Half breed half built different
Half me half free this is it
Immigrant