название:

Crack Pipes


автор:

Sage Francis


жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: Personal Journals, Dead Poet Live Album
рейтинг: ★★★★★ / 5.6 / 1610 просмотров
I'd give a .21 gunshot salute,
with the toy rifle that you bought me but it won't shoot.
And all is well because there's been one too many shots,
the sterile robots want to talk to me about detox.
Stop the presses, there's been an update delivered via 1:30 a.m. phone call, 
when an only half informative source talks discreetly. 
Meet me, at the family room, on the side of the intensive care unit, immediately.
I'll carry a tune. The sirens so loud I can't hear my music.
Keep free, of negative thoughts, everything will be fine, 
we all assume that it would go back to the way things were. 
That it would go back to normal soon.
Saw the moon, in a way that I've never seen it before. 
When I looked up that night, into the sky, wondering why, looking for answers.
Guess I didn't ask right, I'm guessin' most of y'all out there know exactly what that's like...what that's like...now tell me what's that like.
It's like a whirlwind of emotions that occurs when moms and dads fight.
It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers that holds your arm and grabs tight.
Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat, heat flash types, 
when extreme fluxuations in temperature changes have been known to 
Crack Pipes...Crack Pipes. Crack Pipes.
Meet me, half way and I will go the extra length, just to help your strength.
Meet me at the AA meeting, needing to take more than 12 steps.
Bring me to you're hiding place, so I can face your vise grip and chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick. 
Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over, just to say "Hello".
Then afterwards, backstage, to let me know you enjoyed the show.
And go to Grandma's house for Sunday dinner, sit at the head of the table,
take away the fatal flaw you made the day before. I have seen you bleed.
Meet me, on Christmas Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave. 
Make visits with the rest of those who rest in pieces of my dreams.
Meet me, at the fork in the road where lost souls get indecisive. 
Meet me at the crossroads so I can have someone to walk into the light with.
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