Текст песни Lace - LCMDF , View

I'm tryna capture the city night
Spill paint on the canvas
Late at hour only feeling right
Mind safe on the branches
Till the early morning passes
Imma find time in the casket
Roll in it's absence
Wait for the acid
Just need something I could last with

So let me be falling away
Stumbling lowered my aim
None I obey
Hazing in faded emotion
I stay for a moment
I'm gone and it feels like

Getting punched underwater
Slow motion fierce like
Grandma I'm below

Under cold big brain and low
I wanna just fall back
Lose conscious and float

Monday, Tuesday
Every single weekday
I stumble on emotions
Control them they say
Getting outta town my shoelaces

But will they make this fade away?

Thursday, Friday
All the way till Sunday
I stumble on emotions
Control them they say
Getting outta town my shoelaces
But will they make this fade away?

All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday

Mind lost in the steam
All my aim for the top notch
No pants on the clean

Late at hour only chop shots

I'm faded and tripping for moment
The bottles be open like drop top
Split second proponent for floating
I'm over the block getting pot shot
Impatience I'm fading for making
My mind is the only apology
Putting bruises in granite I'm taking
I'm stuck in emotion and out of sleep
So let me floss tonight
Burn high bridges on the ground till I'm done

And when it poems at night
I type hard shit till I'm gone
Avalon

Monday, Tuesday
Every single weekday
I stumble on emotions
Control them they say
Getting outta town my shoelaces

But will they make this fade away?

Thursday, Friday
All the way till Sunday
I stumble on emotions
Control them they say
Getting outta town my shoelaces
But will they make this fade away?

All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday
All the way till Sunday

I'm tryna capture the city night
Spill paint on the canvas
Late at hour only feeling right
Mind safe on the branches
Till the early morning passes
Imma find time in the casket
Roll in it's absence
Wait for the acid
Just need something I could last with