ACR RADIO - Astronomy & Al Capone lyrics

[Verse 1] It's December seventeen and I'm cooking up Broke even this year but I'm looking up Twenty seventeen, everything rest in peace Effigies of false idols falling as you look 'em up Windowpanes more foggy than my brain Haven't been outside in days, I been sharpening my fangs I been knocking out the bangers, I been plotting out my reign I been living in a forest, I been living off quarters Been feeling Thom Yorke, but I'm still Tom Solar No radio in my head, I'm still on boulder Night Lovell, no Adele, keep it local Inspired by the dark but I bleach it for the hopeful Trying to arrange fake brags over rags Thinking it's deranged I do it for the dames and the dangs (but I love it) I gotta focus on my range The dope is in the trunk but you gotta pull the gauge [Hook x2] I been silent on the outside (oh) I been working on my silo Staying up, underground, no you can't touch I get high when the sky low [Verse 2] Flu season, pneumonia, blues creeping My tooth beating out a Morse code, yo I lose speaking The booth weeping when I spit up a bit of a blood clot Rib in a bit of a tough spot, stuck in a bit of a rough plot My story's on the go, I don't know the outcome I'll live my life before I put it on an album Every hum on my tongue's a battle drum I comb for ideas when my bones like a catacomb He ain't supported me yet so I left my dad alone The cloud got my back now, I let my data roam My bio don't reveal I never left my child home I'm just a loner tryna open up the bio-dome Think I been growing agoraphobic, I feel it I check for twitter followers more than hours and minutes My supplier know me better than my sibling No wonder people think I got a sour incentive [Hook x2] I been silent on the outside (oh) I been working on my silo Staying up, underground, no you can't touch I get high when the sky low