Message Sent(其他) - Sage Francis
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歌曲名:Message Sent(其他)
歌手:Sage Francis
所属专辑:Personal Journals
发行时间:2002-04-16
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Message Sent(其他) - Sage Francis 文本歌词
I've got some letters inside of my drawer
That should have been stamped and delivered
One is addressed to my ex it says
I'm the type of kid who can't be lived with
One is addressed to my friends it says
I'm a mess so y'all can't visit
One is addressed to myself but
I don't know what personality or hand to give it
I'm a God d**n misfit mismatched but never missed much
Mr Right-time-wrong-place with a long face until our lips touch
I don't miss the mistrust its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your letters let us see if
I can tear you away from his clutch
This stuff's a whole other drawer from a different dresser
I'm not ready to address
I went to the west to get my mind off things and
I'm already depressed
I give up
Get let down
Down play
Play games
Put on my game face
Face my pharmecudial needs and feed on my medicine but
I don't like the way it tastes
I go place to place without enough money to put a bed under me
So I share my sleeping space with rodents insects and dust bunnies
I laugh at the mess
I've created for myself until it gets unfunny
But I'm content in the fact that they don't expect respect s*x love or trust from me
When I'm hungry
I can taste it
I hide in the basement
Check up on me every now and then
Because my mood swings low and
I can feel myself going down again
Falling off is easy
Getting put on takes a bit of a*s kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and often type with 2 fingers
The hunt and kill method
I edit one third of a word per second
Your emails sit in my unsent box
If you're a girl that
I miss You'll eventually get my virtual good bye kiss
The rest are addressed to my friends and the subject line is Just check this fine b***h
And the one for myself is untitled but its the same virus
My wrists get slit on your shoulder blades when
I lose my grip while
I hold your face
Let it drip on your golden laced silver slip spilling all over the place
I'd lay my jacket over the blood puddle when we'd go on dates to prove that
I'm a gentleman peddling my bike at a slower pace The sum of the parts doesn't equal the whole she states
Before my parents get home
I'll take time to find the fragments of our relationship and glue back together this broken vase
Falling in love is easy
Falling out of love takes a bit of practice
I'm good at both without even owning a mattress
I never asked for a kiss without deserving one
If you never saw me cry before wait for the next time
I wake up on the wrong side of the floor
I've got some letters inside of my drawer that should have been sent by now
Sealed in an envelope
One is addressed to my ex and it says that
I feel our friendship's a joke
One is addressed to my friend and it says his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one is addressed to myself on a personal note
Unopened filled with endless quotes
Whenever I spoke they'd close me in and bust my lip
Now I wear parenthesis on my temples step to the podium and just think
Whenever lonely
I shrink hold myself squeezing tight
Before I sprawl out on the hardwood floor and kiss myself to sleep at night
I have dreams of flight but
I'm not floating
The ground is approaching awfully quick
So I wake up screaming for you to catch me
That's what
I start every day off with
I may talk s**t but there ain't much else to do in this prison cell
And lucky for me no one listens well especially when
I dis myself
I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell freezes over
And since
I'm used to the cold
I'll be able to rest my head on
Jesus' shoulder
Explanations are in order for why these floor boards are always freezing
I guess it'll all make sense once we get older and reach the
Age of Reason
Until then
I'll have no reason to sleep in
Not even on weekends
Unless we're together because my will power will probably weaken
Deepen my appreciation for the current condition because
I'm sick of always feeling like something is missing
I slumber in one position
Crouched up an fetal like
And the couch sucks cuz my feet are like given no space to breathe while
I embrace my knees
So its off to the floor because
I can't sleep anywhere else
That's where
I write these letters to all of y'all but never send 'em
It's better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself
That should have been stamped and delivered
One is addressed to my ex it says
I'm the type of kid who can't be lived with
One is addressed to my friends it says
I'm a mess so y'all can't visit
One is addressed to myself but
I don't know what personality or hand to give it
I'm a God d**n misfit mismatched but never missed much
Mr Right-time-wrong-place with a long face until our lips touch
I don't miss the mistrust its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your letters let us see if
I can tear you away from his clutch
This stuff's a whole other drawer from a different dresser
I'm not ready to address
I went to the west to get my mind off things and
I'm already depressed
I give up
Get let down
Down play
Play games
Put on my game face
Face my pharmecudial needs and feed on my medicine but
I don't like the way it tastes
I go place to place without enough money to put a bed under me
So I share my sleeping space with rodents insects and dust bunnies
I laugh at the mess
I've created for myself until it gets unfunny
But I'm content in the fact that they don't expect respect s*x love or trust from me
When I'm hungry
I can taste it
I hide in the basement
Check up on me every now and then
Because my mood swings low and
I can feel myself going down again
Falling off is easy
Getting put on takes a bit of a*s kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and often type with 2 fingers
The hunt and kill method
I edit one third of a word per second
Your emails sit in my unsent box
If you're a girl that
I miss You'll eventually get my virtual good bye kiss
The rest are addressed to my friends and the subject line is Just check this fine b***h
And the one for myself is untitled but its the same virus
My wrists get slit on your shoulder blades when
I lose my grip while
I hold your face
Let it drip on your golden laced silver slip spilling all over the place
I'd lay my jacket over the blood puddle when we'd go on dates to prove that
I'm a gentleman peddling my bike at a slower pace The sum of the parts doesn't equal the whole she states
Before my parents get home
I'll take time to find the fragments of our relationship and glue back together this broken vase
Falling in love is easy
Falling out of love takes a bit of practice
I'm good at both without even owning a mattress
I never asked for a kiss without deserving one
If you never saw me cry before wait for the next time
I wake up on the wrong side of the floor
I've got some letters inside of my drawer that should have been sent by now
Sealed in an envelope
One is addressed to my ex and it says that
I feel our friendship's a joke
One is addressed to my friend and it says his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one is addressed to myself on a personal note
Unopened filled with endless quotes
Whenever I spoke they'd close me in and bust my lip
Now I wear parenthesis on my temples step to the podium and just think
Whenever lonely
I shrink hold myself squeezing tight
Before I sprawl out on the hardwood floor and kiss myself to sleep at night
I have dreams of flight but
I'm not floating
The ground is approaching awfully quick
So I wake up screaming for you to catch me
That's what
I start every day off with
I may talk s**t but there ain't much else to do in this prison cell
And lucky for me no one listens well especially when
I dis myself
I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell freezes over
And since
I'm used to the cold
I'll be able to rest my head on
Jesus' shoulder
Explanations are in order for why these floor boards are always freezing
I guess it'll all make sense once we get older and reach the
Age of Reason
Until then
I'll have no reason to sleep in
Not even on weekends
Unless we're together because my will power will probably weaken
Deepen my appreciation for the current condition because
I'm sick of always feeling like something is missing
I slumber in one position
Crouched up an fetal like
And the couch sucks cuz my feet are like given no space to breathe while
I embrace my knees
So its off to the floor because
I can't sleep anywhere else
That's where
I write these letters to all of y'all but never send 'em
It's better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself
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Sun set and sun rise I'm my own personal light show Flipping switches moving from basin bottoms to plateaus The Earth manipulates itself beneath me I stand stil
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Nothing at last is sacred Oh how the great have fallen What have I done to myself It's been way too long We need to reacquaint Things are different now I ain't
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I am More than two faced I've got at least six with cheap tricks To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks and lips I use battin' rouge to battle
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Chorus She's a fairy with broken wings I used to watch her perform And if she hears me I hope she sings songs That had me going right back Couldn't find anyone