Give It Up

I'm in those hours. You know those hours
How I wish for something light. How I wish for British showers
Please turn this sweetness sour, morals grow and tower
Over the shadows that envelope me. Let me see my pedigree grow
And night's not too long, strength aint too strong
That's two types of long
So Light up your lighters for the very first time
Until the next stress strikes and you need to unwind I
I I've fallen, you know I've fallen
Deep within the rabbit's hole head first and full-blown
With I didn't come to fuck about tattooed on my soul
And a metaphoric double barrel held up like a phone

First light to light's out. See clear to blind doubt
Blunt words to sharp shouts. Shots fired, watered down
Ships with no paddles have no way to steer
This Horse with no saddle we hold on for dear dear

Give it up
I've got to Give it Up and put it down for you

It's getting louder, still getting louder
All the girls still waiting in the line with noses to powder
All we really need is hugs, Tea, Bed and showers
All we really want is the breeze the surf allows us
Weed stop short, handsome ride to palace
Restock bought, line up so usual
Suspects into it all, relations built on substance
Stretch back for years we met last night reluctant
The lease runs out on Monday, eviction notice served
If you can't recall at all then it's more than you deserves
We meet, speak, react, climb the hill and reach the peak
And the rest of it is downhill at least for a week

First light to light's out. See clear to blind doubt
Blunt words to sharp shouts. Shots fired, watered down
Ships with no paddles have no way to steer
This Horse with no saddle we hold on for dear dear
This life isn't clear. And parasites so beautiful
Blind those with fear. Take your size is suits you so
All in how you wear it. Flow so esoteric
Caught me telling jokes to the jester did you hear it

Give it up
I've got to Give it Up and put it down for you

Disconnected from the first word she said
I know I could not bet on Butterfly effects
But I've lived to regret, forgot all I forget
Swear that I saw it early warning signs were sensed
And... If in the end when we all turn to sand
Used as time in a glass it's too late to ask
Will we get to look on, See all that we did wrong?
Is this wide as an ocean or a shallow response?

Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Give it up