Buhn Jake - Swimmers, Skeletons & Tall People

Can a room full of nurses kill my vaping addiction?
Before I leave this Earth to some tragic heart condition
I know if I talk to God he will surely listen
But I'm afraid because there's no fucking definition of sinnin'
Knowing the definition of being alive and being fake
Surely I can go back maybe make one final mistake
Opaque
Like sitting, in a university lecture
The hardest part of being with you is there's no feeling, no texture
But still I do text her
And she's talking saying hi to the next sir
That's a bible excerpt
Of something I've read like five times
Still I perform crime and whine about sippin' wine in a white room where there's no time
But take this Corona lime and drown away your sorrows
Into some dope rhymes
Now take a deep breath and stop fucking crying
Cause you have nine lives, a feline only climbs to touch the fucking sky

When I'm with you
Hoping I don't miss you
Another day alone on the side of my bed, another day gone outside of my head
Hoping I don't miss you
I just want to kiss you
Swimmers they swim
Skeletons is dead
Tall people scream or so they said

The art of nature is being alive and well
So I fell into a hell where I could not tell
Right from wrong
Talking from a song
Heaven from a bong
Or tissues from a thong
And that's a part of me that will always be
Mania is fun until you have to see
Depression stems hard from a lonely yard where you were just ten
Staring up at the stars

Written by:
Jake Labuhn

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