Atmosphere - Arthur's Song lyrics

38th street station Sippin’ on that brown stuff Got you feeling like you found love Or maybe it was just luck But honestly it’s probably none of the above Train tracks underneath the faceless moon The paybacks gonna want a statement soon Been a few years since the last cigarette But if you put your finger inside the flask, still wet Stick with the fool like sh** to the wool Gotta get some tools to try to fix these j**els Cause we don’t need to hear you sing Of how you spent your time as king Being mad at everything, huh And even when we haven’t seen the sun for days I keep squint like it’s shining right up in my face Everyones a critic of the minutes I waste Got me waiting in a line, got me running in place I don’t really know what to tell ya Say I spent too much time in the cellar I’ve experienced a life full of accidents Tryna write it all down before it vanishes Wanna remember every adventure But a percentage of ‘em only exist in the abyss Spin ‘em around like a popular record My head feels lighter than the fuzz on a feather I try to put the shapes in order But in case I get cornered I'mma sharpen up the darts I truly hold sorrow in my heart For every heart that never got carved into the bark I wish that everyone could leave a mark But every part wasn’t meant to be a piece of art You either carpe diem or fade away into the dark While everybody else watches waiting for the stop to start With all due respect to my liver We tryna get as high as the little dipper Got love for my people that survive the blizzard But it’s a flood of liquor on my side of the river We face pain with pain Everybody's the same Waiting caught in the rain I guess that’s why I write about it It help me wrap my head around it No matter what the worlds tryna take from you No matter what the world’s tryna make you prove No matter what the world’s tryna say to you You gotta write your way through You gotta write your way through You gotta write your way through You gotta write your way through