Fold ’Em / Silver Lake Reservoir

Fold ‘em

And I’m folding you

Like cash in an urn

I'm drowning you

You'll thrash but you'll turn

Fold 'em

And I'm letting go

As drips down a well

And if you don't know-

I'll bend as I swell

Got a fear of the night

Dead souls in a fog

So I'm fucked and I'm lost

So I'll fold 'em

Fold ‘em

Fold ‘em

What if the skies are closing?

What if we've come too far?

What if the caps are melting?

Are we folding?

What if the skies are closing?

What if we've come too far?

What if the caps are melting?

Are we folding?

People are dying

Mommas are crying

Look in the eyes of a lion and tell me he’s lying

He’s trying his best

But a savage a savage

No folding in

To the lies of holy men

I live for sin, I’ve folded in

I live for sin, so pour the gin

Bitch!

Money’s the motive, I’m focused

In a Ford Focus on that Lotus

'Til I crash, ain’t no point no more

I fold

I fold

I fold ‘em

My life’s a joke

Hocus Pocus

So what if the skies are closing?

So what if I go too far?

So what if the caps are melting?

So what, can we call this art?

So what if the skies are closing?

So what if I go too far?

So what if the caps are melting?

Just fold 'em

Fold ‘em, don't deny it

Motherfuckers act up, like they ain't tried it