Atmosphere - Perfect Photographs lyrics

Verse 1: Check the lens/ Change Positions/ And make sure your life looks great from the distance/ Capture the shadow in the light/ But don't get caught by the shadows of the night/ In your world, the frame is town- soared/ In my world, whenever it rains it downpours/ Come steal these winnings/ Alone on the Ferris but the wheel keeps spinning And we're all insane, fluent with the movement/ Step-by-Step, while you groove to the music/ Of the souls from the pictures/ Nothing else/ Just you in the world, and you can't trust yourself/ Believe in these leaves as it falls with the flakes/ And you can feel it flowing like a body in the lake/ But you would much rather drown/ Become the body flowing through that nice part of town/ Verse 2: Golden Frames/ Paint Chippings/ And show your flames for thanksgiving/ Add a few hints of attitude for the stuffing/ A pictures worth a 1,000 words that mean nothing/ So what is there to be said?/ And Place that bullet through your hair, in the head/ Look Around no ones here for your atmosphere/ Trynna catch other rides though the cab is near/ Be patient/ And let the picture develop in the corner of the basement/ Collect Dust/ Or does it collect us?/ Times wasting while were waiting for the next bus/ To get a ride back home/ And to get high, thinking how time past your own/ Watch that curse wage war/ 'Cause you never could pa** that first place score/ Verse 3: I'm just a mistake... Its pretty obvious/ But What you know about the monsters in MY closet kid?/ Not one damn rhyme/ And I come from the depths where the sun can't shine/ Stand down but I'm still trynna sit tall/ This isn't new I'm use to running into brick walls/ And groups that I'm seeking to fit/ Always flush me, like they was never pieces of sh** too/ Stop s**ing my co*k/ I know you hate me for not trying to be something I'm not/ With our demons, I'm sure that its settled/ But while you fight, I get to know them on a personal level/ I don't worship the devil but goddamn can I relate/ I had an interview with God and I showed an hour late/ Yet my life is a blizzard/ And the least I can do is take care of my pictures/