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mat lee – the dream كلمات اغاني

the heads hang high when the b-ss kicks low
the feds want a bite, but the br-ss says no
locked and loaded hot and bloated stop the motion
soft and supple ride or die already hostile

taking all the land, sh-tting out some sustenance
baking in my hand, is the spinning source of nothingness
wandering through the sand looking for my magnum opus
slowly coming to the conclusion that it’s hopeless

shout out to all the homeless!
living the dream while the rest of us rush to close and open
i’m in the wind like a clothespin
closed fist hodl tight during the storm and weather the broke trends

the riches were stolen, thief on the gallows
arrow pierces rope, escape by way of the shallows
shadow puppets ghost writing for the m-sses
most writing for the cl-sses, in this cl-ssless disaster

it’s the subtle taste of sulfur, cuddles taking over
head meets the floor to establish something covert
hand meets the face to expand on feeling sober
brain meets the feast when we plan on stealing your turn

trained in great defeat and a little understanding
majored in emotional underhanded grandstanding
on the prowl on the road again on demand
with nothing but these two empty hands

who’s got the money bags not me said the sc-mmy rags
dressed to brainwash head to toe in some funny ads
alright then who’s got the bag lunch?
i got a bad hunch, whatever’s inside is all stagnant

who’s up for something brash? not me said the bl–dy rash
i’m on my way home to soak bones, what a f-cking drag
shadow puppets ghost writing for the m-sses
most writing for the cl-sses, in this cl-ssless disaster

- mat lee

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