Mat Lee - Bubble Bursting lyrics

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Mat Lee - Bubble Bursting lyrics

When we first met you know before bubbles bursted Whip needles behind our back both doing the bursting Then I burst in cursing the worst men Like me who gotta try to find that first in I shoulda coulda woulda no time too busy working Sure sometimes that sh**s on purpose Year after year of being mister at your service All the while still dealing with these serpents On the surface cool calm collect Eyes darting around with every synapse I connect Searching for that fake piece of perfect The jerk gets paid just enough to be worthless Bedrooms grow bored of our b**hes Damn girl we even got the kitty throwing hisses No love when I'm busy breaking dishes So fake the good sh** or move on with your business LADADADA And when I come home to cold empty apartment Time to depart from the rat race of art it Falls apart from the cracks in the parts That's how it starts now the mansion is ours Lemme be honest I ain't got no plans To trip and fall into a whirlwind romance No chance, too tired to slow dance Smoke, mirrors, and a couple little programs Poison when a few of our genes mix Bones picked clean by this little double helix Found in the mud over millions of years Evolve or die no room for the in betweeners We know best how to hide our fears Test the poor then stream line their tears And make love on the backs of those Who've come before us to tax our shows So tonight whats on the tv Another sad story trains sheep when their sleeping A jaded war cry escapes from lips So all the fall guys break the whips My eyes are red my guns are bloodshot Pin pointy pupils staring at these bad mugshots Back and forth the have and have nots Argue over who can slam the slap shots I shoulda coulda woulda read a book or two and Put a bigger piece of my heart into the book of me and you Seeing true blew past the warning signs On my way to leap off the bridge for the fourteenth time Tonight lets k** the tv Hot chop cable till the blood can see me Seething over sin conceiving I'm in it to win it to change what your reading So tonight what's on the tv Another sad story train sheep when their sleep A jaded war cry escapes from lips So all the fall guys break the whips I shoulda coulda woulda read a book or two and Put a bigger piece of my heart into the book of me and you Seeing true blew past the warning signs On my way to leap off the bridge for the fourteenth time Tonight lets k** the tv Hot chop cable till the blood can see me Seething over sin conceiving I'm in it to win it to change what your reading You are, I mean... You are reading?