Dreamer & The Sleeper Ashes Ashes
Hey rubber, I'm glue I sure could use some pills to take the bounce right out you And trampoline my toking habits back to 02' When Jane was looking but her Mary was not in view
And did we think we'd fall like this Ashes ashes for the kids Falling softly is the trick
Defeat is the word on the street today And if I could unassociate The word on the street from my god damn, well it'll be a miracle Take a piece from my favorite things And if they constitute this a forgery, no tell them it's just me I'm...
Ooh, baby when you shake that thing for me You see all the player haters gotta come and step to me But what they don't know, and never will they know How far degrees and manners go (And I've got both, so here's a toast, you just got owned)
Hey miss royalty Why can't you put a cap on making boys go crazy I'll be your king but fear that I am far too lazy I can't relax when pressured by conducted ladies So girls let that guard on down 'Cause we're just too weak to shield back up I'm breaking down the fortress in their heads And mine's on fire
Ooh, baby if you're seeing right through me Don't think of taking credit cause it's just transparency You see ya won't know, and never could you know Where I do let my colors show I keep them close, not on my clothes, under those
and if I dare to take my rage to town I'll fuel my rage with bars and bottles down Cause what I do know, and age will let you know Of simple cures like jack and coke And we've got both, so start your dose
And when my mind is set adrift I think of all the boys she'll kiss I'll make their heads and concrete mix, a bloody mix And with that lasting taste on their lips I'll make the pain fall through to their kids I'm so sadistic, I'm sick and twisted, I'm close and distant And ashes ashes fall to the ground And ash is gonna cover the town And hopefully its people will drown
And I can hardly begin to describe The way she makes me feel inside She breaks me down into a nothing Then I come back as her something She's the only one who knows, But she never f..cking tells me though What I am, or what we are And it doesn't seem we go far Hell no, hell no, it sure doesn't Hell no, hell no, it sure doesn't
You smother my face, as if to cure the burning flames But baby it is you who's burnt I got your ashes in an urn I'll spread you in the Indian, Atlantic, Pacific Or just to be ridiculous I'll choose the Arctic Cause you're so cold, you'd be at home In an enclosed globe, I'll shake the snow and rattle your head
