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Drop The Mike

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Weatherbox Canonical path: /weatherbox/drop-the-mike Related lyric paths: 6
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Drop The Mike

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With my feet on the grass

And my heart beating just a little too fast

I met your other self

Oh we were so mixed up

So that's two of you I have to cut

With my hands now untied

I've got a million more new words to write

But I met my other self

In the lounge of a song

He is raw and wild but he's awfully strong

And he kicked me off my chair

And he tarred feathers in my hair

With my legs stretching out

And my body pressing against the couch

I lift myself up again with the palms of my hands

Cause it's morning now and I'm free to dance

And he kicked me off my chair

And he tarred feathers in my hair

And I lift myself from the couch

And I walk my words and I spit him out

Listen to me there's no epic feeling

Don't you think it's best if we just leave it to rest?

Like why am I rapping like do we have no ideas left?

Like look at his chest look at his fucking Weatherbox vest

With his hands flying a W like we's was the best

Yeah but you like being chased all over the side of you place

Like demons with masks on and your mind erased

I tried to save the color the face

The color of your face

But you still tried to replace me with a different bass player

You thought I was layered white with black underneath

Coming for you in your sleep a million years in the future

Cops in your computer

So here you are again man number 2 got the same hands

Just a step back from that trap don't give me any of that

It ends like that

No it's not that bad (It is that bad)

No it's not

No it's not that bad

No it's not

No it's not that bad

And he kicked me off my chair

And he tarred feathers in my hair

With my head in the clouds

And my body always laying against the ground

I lift my self up again with the palms of my hands

Cause it's morning now and I'm free to dance

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