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lyrics
Maybe all of the pills made me too optimistic
Optics illusion
Abuse em blues if I oblige to my fixtures
If I didnt know have this whole vision
l'd lose myself in the distance
do you mind if I listened to conversations you have with him?
So, I could have myself a glimpse of what it’s like to have love
cause the life I have isn’t bad, but I still feel so fucked
Another night I sit in the trash, and I’ll still call up my plug
Tell him I need em
if I could see him
and throw the homie some bucks
Maybe I was just too hopeful
but now I hold onto sofas, so
the story goes when home alone
I sink in my woes so soulful
So full of shit, I piss bliss
Focus on this, I get whipped by a hopeless abyss
I best slip a couple of pills onto my tongue
I wonder what comes after this
stuck in this habitus
Happens to gets my own habits fixed
Hack it, live happy, then I could admit, this shit
Nostalgic for times I could take pride in all my qualmish thoughts
I was just saying the other day
I could go conquer them then get the sauce
dip
Producer Jansport J uses nostalgic soul, funk, and 1990s hip-hop to craft a serene opus designed to help you chill. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 28, 2018