Last one that falls gets the most of my flame
rain blades in the sky
building my nights on the frame of your love
days that I take too much
cannons and champagne
And toast to that while the fortress cracks
All in 'cus I can now
And I broke in through the lock I cut with shark teeth that I got
Broke out that-a-way with the love I stole
That heart thief that I am
I am all bite back without a hand to hold
While we ate away all your day away
Shoot the candidate that thinks he's climbing
Who's he think I am?
I think we're done
Well I went on down to New York City, love
I went on down to New York City and found love with a white winter
Then blew my brains all over the place from top of a sky scraper...and it was gooood
I'mma borrow a crooked man's dollar bill to get me straight
wait. stay. play. and ride the gallows on 3-2-1
See down barrel, squeezed and fired, liar dead and I'm pleased I've come
Loud kid kick cunts back into their beds again for dreams no fun
You're out again to get run right back
Crowding in to give love like that
And I'll get them in to get suicidal
Hope ends when I eat 'til done
Walk in and getting off this high
Right off the ceiling of time
I am all rude boy and enemy to caution
Broke in and found keys to ride it in
hold my stare, exhausting a minuteman
What's he think I am?
Come on, sound alarms
pleas to god
New York dust
Break them bones
And I went on down to New York City, love
I went on down to New York City and fell in love with a white winter
Then blew my brains all over the place from top of a sky scraper
Down to New York City
I went on down to New York City
Went down to New York City as your average everyday sinner
I went down to New York City, fell in love with a white winter
Then blew my brains all over the place from top of a sky scraper...
and it was good
The enigmatic punk-rap duo of Justin Pearson (The Locust, Swing Kids) and hip-hop producer Luke Henshaw make their long-awaited return. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2024