Buck 65 - Dirtbike 2, Song 24 lyrics

Hey i got one I got a good one for you Here it goes boy Um if you wanna play along we can Play the drums and guitars with it We can do this x 4 Side by side the drunken lovers Neighbors don't respect each other Inferior from red to yellow Interiors in technicolor Teeth of combs and blades of gra** Windows with three panes of gla** Walls of brick contain the blast Photographers explain the past Made you laugh the beds remember Singing stairwells hallways speaking All praise due big wooden doors Never close and always creaking Travelers on gravel roads Lonely hearts and fallen riders Sung to sleep by pretty birds Elevators and crawling spiders Sterile buildings feral children Forgotten and unwanted spouses Dreaming dreams of graverobbers Of beaches and of haunted houses Alone the secrets i been keeping From myself are now revealed Above the sink a broken mirror Reflects exactly how i feel I don't know the way back home Nowhere to go don't follow me Rosaries and burnt out votives Decorate this hollow tree Blasphemous with fleeting grace Broken hands and bleeding face Beautiful and somewhere else This is our meeting place Underneath st anthony Next to nix on top of faust Across the table from the dead Designers of the opera house It glows with breath and sound and heat The city knows its harm and charm The homeless pope is in the park Old men walking arm in arm Danger lurks in these six rooms So does promise hope and lies On my back and freezing cold I lay in bed with open eyes Fortune follows guiding graces Paper walls dividing spaces Darkness even during day time Absence of good hiding places Under beds no place for bones Secrets are submerged and buried Light above the entrance And image of the virgin mary Alone the secrets i been keeping From myself are now revealed Above the sink a broken mirror Reflects exactly how i feel