Middle Earth feat. Sammus

from by Ceschi

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Slipping my way through the cracks and I hope you don’t overreact when my body collapses
I’ve been wandering hoping to find my own place on this planet
I’ve been up in the middle of it
I’ve been up in the middle of it
In the middle earth
I’ve been nothing but real with you
Till the dirt

Is honesty overrated?
How many times have I said the same the same thing in new ways?
Start to think it’s the way that my life’s gonna be and I guess that’s ok
Wanted to be a grunge singer when I was child
Grew up fast and wild
Now the crow’s feet are crawling all over my face every time that I smile
What you know about being decapitated while your body still rolls around aimlessly?
Is there a way for me to face my infinite demons and maintain a sense of stability?
Hustling for pennies like I was still 14
I ain’t ready to grow up
“Just wasn’t made for these times ”
Realize I will never blow up and that’s fine
I’m not Cobain or Cornell or Layne
I’m just floating inside my own lane
Every word that I’m singing is plain
Just hoping that someone out there can relate
And there’s times when I hate my brain
Want to drive directly into trees
Think of 6 million ways to stop breathing when my heart is pounding from the anxiety
Every year it gets sadder and fatter till the point that you realize none of it matters much
For the minutes we have on this planet we’re seeking love, and that’s more than enough
Call it what you want
Call it God
Call it your freedom
That connection between living beings is a powerful thing, and that’s real to us

Slipping my way through the cracks
Slipping my way through the cracks
And I know she don’t love me like that
I know she don’t love me like that,
Not the game nor the lady,
maybe neither of them gonna love me back

I am a middle child
It took me a little while
To stop tryna get the approval of others
It’s better than living life in denial
My worst fear’s to be middling in my nightmares I’m a kid again
And my teacher is asking my chosen career
I deceive her ‘cuz that’s what adults want to hear
They like doctors, firefighters
Not a future that’s odd like it’s Tyler’s
It’s probably a sign I can’t lie through my teeth I was missing my two front incisors
But now I sink my canines into sound rhymes like they steak knives
Anxiety tried me, I’ve died, been revived
So I’m trying to hold onto my eight lives
And I cannot pretend I could handle it if I ended up in middle management
Yeah I have to be fucking with something I love if I’m burning both ends of my candle stick
And even then I’m a little carp busy giving birth to a great tale
To my biggest fans I am Joan of Arc walking middle earth in my chain mail.

Slipping my way through the cracks and I hope you don’t overreact when my body collapses
I’ve been wandering hoping to find my own place on this planet
I’ve been up in the middle of it
I’ve been up in the middle of it
In the middle earth
I’ve been nothing but real with you
Till the dirt

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from Sad, Fat Luck, released April 4, 2019

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