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Andrew Field Pickering - Grapes Lyrics

[Verse 1: Vulture Voltaire]
I see oxygen
Doctors and nurses in my house around the clock again
You in pajamas rockin' sweatpants and moccasins
Me, Ben, and pop just watchin' it
I'm really losin' marbles, breakin' down and blockin' it out
Words are gettin' lost in your mouth
I can't find them in mine, but you know what I'm thinkin' 'bout
Love just got the drop on me, big gravity
Weight on my chest, but you serene
Eyes flooded like half of the south, without a doubt
When I walk, I hear the change in my pocket like a tambourine
'less I smother the tones with headphones
Being in public alone easier than bein' home
Lookin' at your short grey hair, kinda lonely
Takin' flash naps and gaspin' for air
All that I can do is chill and hold your hands while I'm there
Speak quietly and hate the fact that I just get to wait
Try to speak, it's like the language fell out of my face
So I put slogans and grunts and shitty raps in its place
It's like the language fell out of my face
And so I put slogans and grunts and shitty raps in its place

[Sample repeated: Above the Law - Black Superman]
Because my momma to me comes number one
[Bridge: Vulture Voltaire]
And now every time I hear the word cancer, I need a cigarette
I'm not sure I get it yet
And now every time I hear the word cancer, I need a cigarette
I'm not sure I get it yet

[Verse 2: Vulture Voltaire]
But either way, ma' the smoke from my mouth makes moves in your honor
Sit back and watch it wander, watch it buckle and swerve
And make shapes like a thin gray muscle
Most strength that I got, tryin' to touch it
It was all in a day's breath, stickin' to the thought like magnets
That you got a couple days left
Now I'm bugged out and flippin', actin' so whack
To my people so they actin' cold back
And now every time I need a little moment, I take a cigarette
The ultimate in "be right back" solution and a kiss(?)
I open up my chest, take breath, feel pathetic and blessed
Mostly straight-up stressed, I'm thinking less and less about
Anyone but you and now I'm obsessed with death
And the panic and the void and this ice on my breath
And now I'm talkin' to my hands like they were God
'Cause there's not one, and knowledge is hard
You know that I would love to see you winged out
Fresh purple capes, William Shakespeare feedin' you grapes
That's a fantasy, and I don't fuck with none of that shit
Just miss you, and I can't hide the shake in my lips
'Cause of you I had a childhood the size of the sky
'Cause of you I'mma feel nice and warm 'til the day that I die
Had a childhood the size of the sky, and Ben did too
And Ben did too
And Ben did too
[Sample repeated: Above the Law - Black Superman]
Because my momma to me comes number one