paroles de chanson Years and Years - Lexicon
[Verse
One]
I
think
I'm
gonna
snap
one
of
these
days
One
of
these
days,
I'ma
snap
into
a
rage,
in
half
I
think
I'm
gonna
snap
somebody,
for
real
I
feel
I
gotta
slap
somebody
And
I
don't
know,
if
I'm
losin
my
patience
Or
the
world's
gettin
more
difficult
than
it
was
before
But
people
seem
dumber,
prices
are
higher
My
wallet
got
thin
and
now
the
straights
are
dire
And
it's
all
really
startin
to
get
to
me
I
feel
like
one
ingredient
inside
the
recipe
And
the
rest
of
me,
is
fallin
off
to
the
bone
Like
leprosy,
everything
starts
to
pester
me
So
I
hide
behind
stacks
of
bills
And
the
cracked
windshield
of
my
automobile
That's
why
everything
gets
more
distorted
than
it
seems
My
girl
tellin
me
that
I'm
havin
hoop
dreams
Now
we're
arguin
again
(damn)
I
take
a
hit
And
turn
the
volume
up
to
ten
and
run
with
no
direction
And
only
hopes
of
an
escape
But
it's
like
runnin
in
circles
on
a
twelve
inch
plate
They
say,
to
be
insane
is
when
you
do
the
same
And
get
the
same
results
and
still
do
it
again
They
say,
to
be
insane
is
when
you
do
the
same
And
get
the
same
results,
check
it,
check
check
it
out
[Chorus]
Turned
on
my
VCR,
same
one
I
had
for
years
Turned
on
my
stereo
the
static
hurts
my
ears
I
sit
in
my
old
car,
same
one
I
had
for
years
Battery's
been
runnin
down
for
years
and
years
and
years
[Verse
Two:
Takbir]
Yo,
I'm
sick
of
bein
confused
and
always
gettin
my
hopes
up
Spin
the
barrel
twice
and
put
it
back
in
my
holster
Diamond
in
my
confidence
watch
three
(?)
as
I'm
blockin
in
my
passion
for
rappin
it's
all
provacative
This
is
how
it
is
if
you
hate
havin
jobs
If
you
wait
then
you
strong
if
you
fake
then
you
gone
The
fiasco
of
cash
flow,
makin
me
laugh
So
I
throw
on
my
costume
while
swingin
my
lasso
Steak
for
the
butcher
shop,
weightin
to
slay
A
nice
meal
'til
they
cookin
raw
paper
mache
So
last
but
not
peace
I
dropped
a
few
lines
In
the
book
of
thought
ingredients
passin
through
time
[Chorus]
Let
me
hear
you
say
fuck,
that,
shit
If
you
can't
deal,
with,
it
Let
me
hear
you
say
fuck,
that,
shit
If
you
can't
deal,
with,
it
[Verse
Three]
Yo,
yo,
yo
It's
been
a
long
time
since
my
brain
felt
peace
It's
this
and
it's
that
but
not
me
Or
is
it,
all
the
think
to
thought
makes
me
(?)
With
my
fingernails
with
no
guilt
makes
a
visit
I
wish
I
was
ten
years
old
again
(why?)
Cause
back
then
I
wasn't
so
picky
about
my
friends
Plus
I'd
rather
worry
about
which
toy
I
want
next
Than
havin
to
worry
about
my
rent
check
See
man,
don't
you
understand?
You
have
to
beat
the
system,
before
you
make
demands
And
that's
all
fine
and
dandy
for
the
time
being
But
I'm
sick
of
payin
bills
with
money
I'm
never
seein
(help!)
Damn
computer
screen
makes
my
eyes
hurt
I
hate
givin
up
my
time,
that's
why
I'm
always
late
for
work
At
least
fifteen
minutes
(hurry
up)
Cause
I
need
the
snooze
bar
the
way
Popeye
needs
his
spinach
I
hate
when
the
little
things
become
big
things
And
the
big
things
become
bigger
things
That's
when
I
simply
shut
my
eyes,
and
cover
my
ears
Same
thing
I've
done
for
years
[Chorus]
[Repeat
2X]
Let
me
hear
you
say
fuck,
that,
shit
If
you
can't
deal,
with,
it
Let
me
hear
you
say
fuck,
that,
shit
If
you
can't
deal,
with,
it
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