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Song of the Day: Lane Boy (Blurryface): They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They think this thing is a highway If it was our way, we'd have a tempo change every other time change 'Cause our minds change on what we think is good I wasn't raised in the hood But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness If it wasn't for this music I don't know how I would have fought this Regardless, all these songs I'm hearing are so heartless Don't trust a perfect person and don't trust a song that's flawless, honest There's a few songs on this record that feel common I'm in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin' In the industry it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency My creativity's only free when I'm playing shows They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They be alive tomorrow? I'm sorry if that question I asked last Scared you a bit like a hazmat, in a gas mask, if you ask Zack He's my brother, he likes when I rap fast But let's backtrack Back to this Who would you live and die for on that list? But the problem is, there's another list that exists And no one really wants to think about this Forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity, my morality If you get in between someone I love and me You're gonna feel the heat of my cavalry All these songs I'm hearing are so heartless Don't trust a perfect person and don't trust a song that's flawless They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? But will they be alive tomorrow? But will they be alive tomorrow? Will they be alive tomorrow? Will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow?
Yo, Princeeee???? Why's ur PFP a dude wearing a skirrttt?? That's mighty gay. There! Right There! Look at that tan, well tinted skin Look at the killer shape he's in Look at that slightly stubbly chin Oh Please he's gay, totally gay I'm not about to celebrate Every trait could indicate the totally straight expatriate This guy's not gay, I say not gay That is the elephant in the room Well is it relevant to assume That a man who wears perfume Is automatically radically fey? But look at his coiffed and crispy locks Look at his silk translucent socks There's the eternal paradox Look what we're seeing What are we seeing? Is he gay? (Of course he's gay) Or European? Ohhhhhh Gay or European? It's hard to guarantee Is he gay or European? Well, hey don't look at me You see they bring their boys up Different in those charming foreign ports They play peculiar sports In shiny shirts and tiny shorts Gay or foreign fella? The answer could take weeks They both say things like "ciao bella" While they kiss you on both cheeks (Oh please) Gay or European? So many shades of gray Depending on the time of day, the French go either way Is he gay or European? Or There! Right There! Look at that condescending smirk Seen it on every guy at work That is a metro hetero jerk That guy's not gay, I say no way That is the elephant in the room Well is it relevant to presume That a hottie in that costume Is automatically-radically Ironically chronically Certainly pertin'tly Genetically medically GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY GAY GAY GAY DAMNIT! Gay or European? (So stylish and relaxed) Is he gay or European? (I think his chest is waxed) But they bring their boys up different there It's culturally diverse It's not a fashion curse If he wears a kilt or bears a purse Gay or just exotic? I still can't crack the code Yes his accent is hypnotic But his shoes are pointy toed Huh Gay or European? So many shades of gray But if he turns out straight I'm free at eight on Saturday Is he gay or European? Gay or european? Gay or Euro Wait a minute! Give me a chance to crack this guy I have an idea I'd like to try The floor is yours So Mr. Architacos This alleged affair with Ms. Windam has been going on for...? 2 years And your first name again is...? Mikos And your boyfriend's name is...? Carlos I'm sorry! I misunderstand. You say boyfriend I thought you say best friend. Carlos is my best friend You bastard! You lying bastard! That's it I no cover for you, no more! Peoples I have a big announcement This man is Gay and European! and neither is disgrace you've got to stop your being a completely closet case It's me not her he's seeing No matter what he say I swear he never ever ever swing the other way You are so gay You big parfait! You flaming boy band cabaret I'm straight! You were not yesterday So if I may, I'm proud to say He's gay! (And European!) He's gay! (And European!) He's gay! (And European and Gay!) Fine okay I'm gay! Hooray!
Song of the Day: Isle of Flightless Birds (Self Titled Album/Debut Album): Now is the climax to the story That gives the demons and angels purpose They fly around while we are walking And mold our emotions just to please them I am cold, can you hear? I will fly with no hope, no fear And the ground, taunts my wings Plummet as I sing, plummet as I sing All we are is an isle of flightless birds We find our worth in giving birth and stuff We're lining our homes against winding roads And we think the going is tough We pick songs to sing, remind us of things that nobody cares about And honestly we're probably more suicidal than ever now If you decide to live by, what you think's wrong and what's right Believe me, you'll begin to wish you were sleeping Your weeping will creep in your head, and you'll cry But if we wake up every morning and decide what we believe We can take apart our very heart and the light will set us free I am cold, can you hear? I will fly, with no hope, no fear And the ground, taunts my wings Plummet as I sing, plummet as I I am cold, can you hear? I will fly, with no hope, no fear And the ground, taunts my wings Plummet as I sing, plummet as I How frustrating, and so degrading His time, we're wasting As time will fly by and the sky will cry as light is fading And He is waiting, oh, so patiently While we repeat the same routine as we will please comfortability And please think about why you can't sleep in the evening And please don't be afraid of what your soul is really thinking Your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides And it's time you pick your battle, and I promise you this is mine (I promise you, this is mine)
Me who just combined a few songs to make this: (Some other part of the song)... Can you wash me? Can you drown me-ee? (In the same tone and speed:) THere's an infestion in my minds imagination, hoping they choke on, I'm smoking them out the basement, no, this is not rap, this is not hip-hop, just another attempt to make the voices sto-op, rapping to prove nothing just writing to say something I (short pause) wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to saying nothing, this doesn't mean I lost my dream is just right now; I got a really crazy mind to... (cleeeee-eeeeean, cleeeeeeee-eeean) Can you wash me? Can you drown me? Cause... I will save face for name's sake, abuse grace take aim to obtain a new name in a newer but my name is lame, I can't walk and I ain't the same, and my name the same; is my new destiny to the grave and I- I don't wanna fall awaaaaaaaaaaay, I don't wanna fall awaaaaaaaaay, Don't wanna faaaaaaaaaa-aaaall... in... to... a blatant trapdoooooooo-ooooor, a blatant trapdoooooo-oooooor, a blatant trapdoooooo-oooooor... (Song end)
Song of the Day (May 16, 2024): Drown (Regional At Best): Here I come, come to you in the very clothes That I killed, killed you in and now I know I'm alone I walk to you, rain falls from you Can you wash me, can you drown me? I wanna be a lot of things, so much pent up inside of me I wanna be stronger, too long I've sat here undecidedly Planning strategy, half of me knows it's all just a fallacy Failing miserably, drastically and then I crash dramatically Into a wall I've hit a hundred times before And yet I still ignore the dark red blood stains on the floor And I'm back in front of you, Lord, with blood on the floor Is the blood mine or yours? Don't wanna do this anymore Back and forth between being me and who you call me to be You see a man free who thinks he has to buy a key To a door but he can't 'cause he's poor and he can't Fall down anymore 'cause he's already on the floor And his heart is broken and all and this is his call But it's more of a cry 'cause he will try nine times To realize nine crimes but he has more than nine lives So he picks himself up and keeps climbing for the prize again Here I come again to you Just to show that blood soaked through Through my bones and all I own Is there a way for me to grow? I walk to you, rain falls from you Can you wash me, can you drown me, please? Every time I feel selfish ambition is taking my vision My crime is my sentence, repentance is taking commission It's taking a toll on my soul, I'm screaming submission and I don't know if I am dying or living 'Cause I will save a face for name's sake Abuse grace, take a aim up to obtain a new name in a newer place But my name is lame, I can't walk and I ain't the same And my name became a new destiny to the grave and They say the ocean's blue, but it's black right now In the dark, on the sand, looking out at my crowd Depression and drowning singing now the full parts And lightning reveals where the ocean stops and the sky starts I've been told by the sky that the ocean I shall win But it's hard for me to see where ocean stops and sky begins A random strikes of light remind me of what is true But right now the ocean's blacker than black, the sky is too
