Jonas Cotton - Cadence lyrics

[Verse 1: IndigoSpencer] Cold shoulder, wanna see you in the morn' when I roll over Moreover, never grow of boredom, nor tired The question that transpires is, "Am I really sober?" Lose control of my motors, affluent Could you be my Jesus and Judas? Ruthless It's still new to me this Indulging in bliss, without a hint of ignorance Never dismissive to my misses, you get the jist And, just as I was bout' to call it quits I rebound, my heartbeat pound so loud Look at myself from third person and say "I'm proud" Rest on the ninth cloud, its been a long day Can we take a trip? Can we go away? Bong rip, can't feel my face Who needs to anyway? Lead a young j**el astray, for fun that's strange In exchange, feel estranged As I stick the tip of the pain in my veins Can't feel anything as it's coursing through my veins [Hook: IndigoSpencer] But gosh dang, lord have Murcielago Looking at life through my beer goggles It's full throttle Hope we can remain all the way Through the pain, through the strain It's still strange How you look at me in that way [Verse 2: IndigoSpencer] Burned bridges, I tend to repent Never sacrificed to lent With my vices I tend to vent Born in the womb of hell but heaven-sent Thinking about what it all really meant It's sinking in, or swim That light's dim Inhale it in with criminal intent Intent on sacrificing it all for yall' ladies and gents In a second it could all end I mean f** geez But a pair of parents f** And in the blink of an eye a zygote's conceived Leave your mark fore' you have to leave Embark on a one of a kind worthwhile life's journey Your burning soul's yearning Constant mind develop as you always learning Milk the talent from the nipple You're like the bu*ter fore' you churn it Even I had to work up the courage 14 months just to get my f**in' learner's permit Don't understand the concept of f**in' life insurance I mean kinda sorta, drats But this diploma congrats, you f**in' earned it Not concerned if I can prosper in the real world But I'm a plane without the turbulence Who's found a real nice girl Who I might've hit, but I'll be making hits I'll be the f**in' sh** b**h Dark in my mind I find Still lookin for the f**in' light switch Hit or miss, every day'll feel like f**in' Christmas As there's nonexistence on my wishlist Bound' to k** it for the next umpteen Christmas I'll cherish Just have to plant my feet and follow Polaris [Hook]