The Pica Beats - Half Saints lyrics

{Verse 1} Half Saints like to move {?} is African beats And a little romance And I’ll do better than that It’s called blacking out Happens whenever I breathe Just a little too much And I’ll recover by night And don’t that serve Just to feed the {?} That awake, he’s a curse I just put down What I heard the kids Moving out on the first I could’ve killed them When you were gone And never, whenever you’re here I am just more relaxed And I am ready to fight With blood-sister one Give it up for blood-sister two And she did all the work And you had never been born Oh, you’d never been born {Chorus} So don’t say tomorrow What you can say you can say tonight When all the all roads lead to narrow You’re not the only one sad {?} inside Though I {?} no contention ‘Til they’re out of sight when impression calls Maybe there’s the long pitfall in tension When they keep the {?} off of the walls {Verse 2} Half-ghosts and abode Maybe I won’t swim anymore And I’ll live out this life In an island somewhere But I’ll test the water I’ll let you know it’s bitter to drink And never enough But it’ll feed you tonight And don’t that serve Just to feed the {?} That awake, he’s a curse I just put down What I heard the kids Moving out on the first I could’ve killed them {?} East or {?} Don’t you even care anymore Or did you turn out the hip To shout “I don’t want it” Not this time Not this time Not this time Not this time Not this time {Chorus} So don’t say tomorrow What you can say you can say tonight When all the all roads lead to narrow You’re not the only one sad {?} inside Though I {?} no contention ‘Til they’re out of sight when impression calls Maybe there’s the long pitfall in tension When they keep the {?} off of the walls {Outro} And sunlight, it’s slight But you’ve got that crucial touch And since I’ve seen how It’s not a miracle You thought that I had given up You thought that I had come to a conclusion about all that You thought that I had shrunken down Right down to the size of the pin candle wax