Miles Louis - SKPN BKFST (feat. Hi-Def)

Feel a way, I feel a way
I feel a way, I feel a way

I wake up, bake up
Hate on what I can't explain
Another day, another strain
I got more than 11 stranger things on my brain
No answers so maintain the mind frame of a blind Luke Cage
Got the power but my vision is off
Four and a half years at Howard that tuition had cost
Too many dollars not to find a job option
Trynna recognize my calling while switchin' spices in ramen
Out of time I feel often
Losing your sense is common
When you more honest in college with everyone but yourself
Sat outside the school of social work ain't go in for help
And what l learned over years
Thought I was fast enough to run from my fears
I pack loud and talk loud and I swear that I'm clear
The higher the frequency the harder to hear
Insecurities disappear but I know it don't last
I hit the flask and turn to Flash, I start to bury my past
Of skipping class and they rubrics
Skip Bayless, my stupid was undisputed
Ashamed, if I could do it again
I'd prolly slow up on the grow up, have more fun in the game
Paranoid cuz my parents were prophesying this pain

So why they gotta ask me how I'm doing they know got damn well
I feel a way, I feel a way
My heart ain't on my sleeve cuz I ain't got time to heal today
To love me is to know when I get like this you get away
I'm skipping breakfast

You ain't gotta call to check up on me you know got damn well
I feel a way, I feel a way
Just leave a message
Lack of reflections have you speaking reckless
I'll be skipping breakfast
Feel a way, I feel away
I feel a way, I feel away
I'll be skipping breakfast

It takes about three minutes for flypaper to kill a fly that's stuck to it
So how long before you kill me?
Cause I've been stuck on you

See, it's not just the pheromones and adhesive that do the trick
But flypaper has these toxins, that slowly seep into the fly
Coaxing it's muscles into a deep relaxed state, until the organs are so calm and settled
That they shut down
And whenever I'm with you, you relax me
I settle down, you take my wings, and I don't want to leave
With you, life goes away, and takes its responsibilities, it's stressors, it's nine to five's
And that's comforting
With you I am comfortable
And that's what's toxic

Written by:
Geordan Baker, Miles Brown

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