BIG JERM & BILL WAVES - DAYDREAMS AND NIGHTMARES

Its Big Waves!
Fuck shit free!
Pittsburgh!
I promise I won't know what to tell you when I'm gone
I'll be a thousand miles away, put an album out, and get that fuck boy vaccine just so I could go out on tour
I'll probably smoke a lot of weed, and go to 24 hour restaurants all by myself, and try catch up re reading some August Wilson
My heart is cold buts it's soft, I just know this beat and these words come straight from our souls to yours
I'm just following protocol
Me and Jerm got the same kind of soulful tracks that date all the way back to 2011
So don't say shit about us hopping on
It's not your wave when you see me on my surfboard, like cowabunga
We're fuck shit free for another season
Keep all that drama far far the fuck away from me
I won't answer your phone calls, I'll tell you exactly what's the reason
I'm too busy being something I thought I could never be
Because I believe in miracles, and all we ever did was trash each other out of fear, and ego
So I don't even want to hear about all your problems anymore
Suck my dick
My mom told me the answer is Jesus, but I've been hearing other spirits speaking
My brother told me he felt the presence of demons, and there's people I know that died that I think I might see at home
So I'm paranoid every evening
Calling my girl saying I don't want to be alone
I know it's probably from the marijuana I'm smoking, but I wrote all these verses with a red sweet between my fingers
A cute thing between my sheets, and between William rapping, and Jeremy on these beats
We're not playing anymore, I could do this in my sleep and still fuck your week up
Oh thanks for asking I've been fuck shit free for five about years now, and July 29, 2016 is still my clean date
I don't know what the fuck I was thinking following my very first dream
After the thousandth time they said it's too hard, or you gotta know somebody, or else you won't ever be shit
All that was bullshit and I'm a genius
I put the pieces back together by 2019, and now I'm in the attic of this hundred year old Highland Park mansion
With verses coming out of my ass like hot chicken is what I just finished eating
So this a courtesy flush glad to be of service
I'm just happy to be here

Written by:
William Niels

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