Altitude Songtext
von Jonwayne
Altitude Songtext
They say a man is immature until his son is in his hands
And his fields start to die, no sun upon his land
You can stand under the cloud and never understand
There′s a big man crying, he never learned to laugh
When I die I'm gonna sit up in my casket
Hug my family like it′s the last time I'll have it
You know I'm trying not to take this gratitude for granted
I know I got a heart that could be harder than some granite
This graphite in the hand is getting drastic
Crafting something that if you didn′t
Know what I could do you′d call it magic
My blood is lavender, they call me a romantic
As hopeless as I am, love paralyzed
Stranded in this quicksand you call a place to camp in
My homie smoking weed beside a fireplace inside a log cabin
I guess that's all you can get as a marionette
I′m high strung all over which juggling act I gotta follow next You don't believe me but I seize up when the breezes
From the coast touch up over thirty thousand in coats
Little Nemo when the clock strikes twelve upon the bedpost
Fly as Icarus so in my memory they press
The wax to twelve inch so they can drop it
So ironic like my generation representing city populace
Raise the roof or point to me I stay on top of this
I′m forty thousand leagues under stuffed in this sarcophagus
Coffin ominous articles under waterfalls
Prisms caught my eye it was love at first optical
Bottomless homages to life these people die for it
But I'ma hit on all these bitches in the sky for it
Sharper than a sliver of light in a broken soul
They cut into my skin like faces on a totem pole
I swear to god I saw my dead friends in sand dunes
Their faces blew away in the wind, I knew they had to
It′s called never giving up
When all the pieces in the background are crumbling to dust
My clock is mumbling the months
While the Earth's blood boils up under the crust
It's called never giving up
When all the pieces in the background are crumbling to dust
My clock is mumbling the months
While the Earth′s blood boils up under the crust
I′m losing altitude
You're losing trust because they count on you
Everybody wants to be the alpha dude
But when you strip naked in a cage could you howl into the night?
And his fields start to die, no sun upon his land
You can stand under the cloud and never understand
There′s a big man crying, he never learned to laugh
When I die I'm gonna sit up in my casket
Hug my family like it′s the last time I'll have it
You know I'm trying not to take this gratitude for granted
I know I got a heart that could be harder than some granite
This graphite in the hand is getting drastic
Crafting something that if you didn′t
Know what I could do you′d call it magic
My blood is lavender, they call me a romantic
As hopeless as I am, love paralyzed
Stranded in this quicksand you call a place to camp in
My homie smoking weed beside a fireplace inside a log cabin
I guess that's all you can get as a marionette
I′m high strung all over which juggling act I gotta follow next You don't believe me but I seize up when the breezes
From the coast touch up over thirty thousand in coats
Little Nemo when the clock strikes twelve upon the bedpost
Fly as Icarus so in my memory they press
The wax to twelve inch so they can drop it
So ironic like my generation representing city populace
Raise the roof or point to me I stay on top of this
I′m forty thousand leagues under stuffed in this sarcophagus
Coffin ominous articles under waterfalls
Prisms caught my eye it was love at first optical
Bottomless homages to life these people die for it
But I'ma hit on all these bitches in the sky for it
Sharper than a sliver of light in a broken soul
They cut into my skin like faces on a totem pole
I swear to god I saw my dead friends in sand dunes
Their faces blew away in the wind, I knew they had to
It′s called never giving up
When all the pieces in the background are crumbling to dust
My clock is mumbling the months
While the Earth's blood boils up under the crust
It's called never giving up
When all the pieces in the background are crumbling to dust
My clock is mumbling the months
While the Earth′s blood boils up under the crust
I′m losing altitude
You're losing trust because they count on you
Everybody wants to be the alpha dude
But when you strip naked in a cage could you howl into the night?
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