Slug - In Regrets lyrics

Chorus x2 Stay in my route Hugging the ground Run from the hound Never rebound Turning me out Letting me drown Mary goes round Mary goes round Top of the mound Not looking down Waiting for now Breaking the clown Making it loud Hating the sound Mary goes round Mary goes round [Verse 1: Muad'dib,Slug] Wanna wear a smile that fits Gonna balance keep the grip Gotta go the whole distance Mary goes round And when the sun decides to return Maybe she will lose the fever Stop and rest because the feet hurt Where she at now Climb up on that angry horse Let the circle take its course Decisions become a chore When bury the truth Manifest inventible Plant the stress deep into the soul How much will you forget to know Carry the tune And now the villagers scream and moan About the dreams they didn't have The ones that move more then they own Some take the plunge into the child hood ride Excited to play apart of the truth by feeding the lie You can change the shape By rearranging the negative space Tryna read the look of need thats on their face But Mary knows now, knows of the yes You're only as blessed as what goes up your nose Nice dress [Hook x2:Muad'dib, Slug, Felix] Stay in my route Hugging the ground Run from the hound Never rebound Turning me out Letting me drown Mary goes round Mary goes round Top of the mound Not looking down Waiting for now Breaking the cloud Making it loud Hating the sound Mary goes round Mary goes round [Verse 2: Muad'dib, Slug] I think I think too much And all the effort meant something I've had this dream before I stand still although I'm running And they do tease they Sharpen their fangs before they clown I used to feel like I was coming up Until she pushed me down She thinks I think too much The love I'm getting is incredible The more of me that I reveal The more she plays a vegetable But its alright okay its just the night right I give her my all The more the nails dig in The more I push the more I stall I thinks she thinks too much And now I got that 9 inch feeling I can feel the pain just filling From the floor up to the ceiling And there are plenty of fish for reeling But I cannot catch one The more simple it seems The more its just a big production I think I think too much I pay the rumors no attention Bounce em right up off of my temples And relieve all of my tension Push a crunch breakfast lunch Follow hunch I'll make it Finding out my own salvation Hiding in my basement [Verse 3: Slug] Lets play with the placement Lets shake it up for fun Take it to the break of exhaustion Then we can wake it up and run Bonus motives Indivine intentions Goodnight inspired By the silence of the lamp turn off the light What she knows bout life She learned from listening to others pain From the gossip to the grains Of the sand that form the common mans complain Can't stand the rain Difficult to follow the shadow Of bad weather takes Too much time and effort to swallow the capsule And you will have a tough time To jude and try the love crimes of I can't see what you can see I can't see what you can see But you can take the frustrate And relate to the love hate Of I can't see what you can see I can't see what you can see Struggle to create the feel The puzzle made you break the seal Now I can't see what you can see I can't see what you can see Choose to dive into the deep Tryna k** it in its sleep Squeeze it till it doesn't make a sound Mary goes round [Verse 3: Felix] Some people like Loss of control Loss of confidence Loss of soul In-complement Apathy is so prominent Common sense I realize is too bland for the spice rack Like the life experience to swing or fight back But I like that I'mma take all my life back with a new take and clean slate Things become a lot more clear when you slam on the breaks Give me life and give me attention Before I love my sanity The mirror gets so mad at me And I'm not all about vanity I've got two hands that rambling Thats got me scrambling And all this business handling That I'm barely managing See I think I think too much She has a merry time at my expense Burying my inner sense and building up the fence Inventing stories fantasies and Daydreams and daymares Lamenting rumors fantasies and blind turns I stay here Mary, Mary why you bugging? Mary, Mary why you bugging? Mary, Mary why you bugging? Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow And everywhere that Mary went that lamb was sure to go