Roody Poo Candyass

from by Club Banger



These streets we walk on
Will crumble under the stress
We carry under our tongues
And the weight we hold
And the syllables we let out

So much talking
And it's so loud
Loud enough to drown out
All the sounds
We don't need a language to make

I used to draw you
Spit you out
Some lines like lips
Never made it to the hips

Glasses and lashes
And your smile
Our days were numbered
Just like the colors were

There are things you can't take with you
Isn't that always the case?
I felt I could ride forever
I wish I could have kept the nerve to

Love and forget all the shitty things
To forgive and remember there's more than petty issues
But I'm only human and my pride takes more than
10 months to recover, till there's room to clear the air

Was it worth it in the end?
Weren't we impressed with all the stress we got over again?


from Club Banger EP, released November 30, 2011



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