I’ve been a fan of hip hop since I was a teenager and I’m glad I was able to work this into the album. I feel like I’ve left my true love, Punk Rock, somewhere by the wayside. I’m sure there is a punk song about all my injuries that is just begging to come out. Expect that to be loud and in your face in the near future!!!
lyrics
I don’t want to see it this way, another day
Stuck in my head (this bed), shit man,
How long can it take?
I’m tired and wide awake
This ain’t Slave Lake
It’s North Country Unfair
And I’ve hit a bad break
It’s a pain stake, this name sake
It’s true to me, but my brain’s fake
Can’t you see?
Steady aim makes the frame shake
You’re burnt to a crisp, but I’m rare like a steak
You don’t need to remiss, I’m makin’ it easy bakin’ it
And I’m back on my feet after three weeks of shit sleep
I’m not weak, I can’t lift
But my mind swims sea deep
With puzzles solved,
I evolved, like my homie Charlie Darwin wrote that shit about me
You’d best fuckin’ believe
I’m not here to deceive, be relieved
I crashed on my skis, fucked up
Got that hospital steeze, skier please
You can’t stop me, a hop couldn’t drop me
You’ll find me at Louise waitin’ on the mountain to freeze!
I don’t know why this happened to me
Could’ve been worse though cause I’m still walking
And I won’t go if that means leaving you be
Behind I’ve grown used to your company
So how about now, it’s times two
What’d you expect?
To get loud?
Hear my voice cutting through?
That’s how I do, now how about you?
No excuse
I rock paper and scissors I drink gin with my juice
I get loose with my words like a harmonic third
You can choose if you like to call me absurd
Yeah I might be a nerd, but my blessing’s my curse
You’re coming in now, but I’m coming in first
Got my mind in the dirt, I blurt the worst
Even my shirts are offensive, I can’t wear ‘em to work
But talk to Richie’s ex-wife, she’ll tell you I’m not the jerk
I’m assured you’re concurred now wipe that face off your smirk
My broken back’s cracked, Jack
Ain’t that a sad fact?
You’re crossing I’s dottin’ T’s skier please you react
Sittin’ starin’ at me, baring your teeth
Fading the black, heart attack
At ease if this mother fuckin’ mountain would freeze!
I don’t know why this happened to me
Could’ve been worse though cause I’m still walking
And I won’t go if that means leaving you be
Behind I’ve grown used to your company
And I don’t know why this happened to me
Could’ve been much worse though cause I’m still walking
And I won’t go if that means leaving you be
Behind I’ve grown used to your company
And you’re used to me
At least you used to be
Used to me
This song is super easy, you don't need me to tell you how it goes. :)
credits
from From Deepest Depths To Highest Heights,
released February 20, 2015
Bad ass sample - The Joe Rogan Experience
Good ass organ - Doug Organ
Grand ass piano - Doug Piano
Loud ass rhyme spitting - Reuben Anderson
Creative ass ideas - Evan Murray
Fat ass drums - Matt Blackie
Smooth ass (and sometimes vocally infl uenced) bass - Thom Golub
Pleasant ass harmony - Celeigh Cardinal
Other pleasant ass harmony - Andrew Scott
Begrudging acoustic ass guitar - Reubs
Electric bum guitar - Breezy Bri
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