Swadnoc - The Boy Who Cried Wolf lyrics

[Intro] (Chorus, indistinguishable but growing) TeeO is back [Chorus: Owl Eyes] How far out have I got to move? Oh, I've got to get next to you But you're so far away Searching for a heart another world away You're all I need now, if you knew I can't operate with out you No I could never live another day Falling to the floor You're my heart attack [Verse 1] I don't see the fuzzy dice, anymore I don't see the walmart price $7.99 and I got a brother for a lifetime The farther we drive, the harder I strive Staring on me like a pair of eyes in the sky Running on "E" for a minute in fifth gear I know how to play, as if it was my fifth year Unlock the door and let her in, now she wanna disappear! Kicking it, in another hemisphere 'Fore she leave, she get a souvenir Probably a T-shirt, she really want some Swad gear Hanging over us the whole time, chandelier A cough and a squeeze, just like a physical I get a little clinical fillin' up some lyricals Some horny horse, mythical Cutting off girls left and right, umbilical I don't take short cuts, my flow is logistical Like the states to the nation, my dice are like testicals, cause we're indivisible Hard to finish up a day when it ain't been written I will find a way like an impossible mission Examine her condition but I'm not here to listen It felt like fiction till I saw how far I have driven In my own day, and I play the villain [Chorus] [Verse 2] I don't see the pretty chicks, anymore And she don't see my witty tricks Then again she never did, she saw right through 'em Then again she fell for my facade and illusions Twosome, gruesome, but who is she to him? After I'm gone, life will go on, it's rollin' Draw the next hand, shake 'em, and roll 'em Yeah, don't lose the poker face I'll be irate if I let this eight go to waste Right on pace to take a taste, she lingers, she waits She's dropping me the bait, I'm hooked on her So I go the ninety "Face it, homie! Act nice but you're a straight phony! And you wonder why you're up late lonely" Funny coming from some fuzzy dice You got nothing better, on this lovely night? Maybe you're right, but I don't see the country roads, anymore You stuck out like my throat went sore I'd love to implore if you hung around more I know I got a poor repertoire, but you're who I'd love to adore "You just got ignored. She knows you say that to all of your who*es, ya ugly eye sore" Wait! I swear this is different! I'm aware that we're different. If you would *stuttering* just, come *sigh* [Outro] (Chorus, indistinguishable and fading)