inohowutheenk - Mac Lethal

Hey

Cellphone Off

Friendships Off

Staring at the ceiling fan, so ensconced

As a blue television screen illuminates my loft

At my new home… I never felt so lost

I’m Listenin' to the ocean on CD

She used to take a shower, with a glass of Riesling

Now all the little things, and even smaller little things about her

Are coming back, just to sting.

I started this album in a delusional state

Days before I packed my things up and moved from her place

Told her she can plead with me until she’s blue in the face

But I’m never coming back… We’re through

At first I felt discerned, self efficacious and absurd

Near abusive tryna taunt her with my graces and my words

That my heart, hit the ground, Like a glass pipe

And I’m tryna scrape out, one last bowl, of residue…

… Cause I know how you think, You still got my toothbrush

Sitting by your sink, every five minutes flip the shades open

Maybe even peek, hoping that I, have come home to sleep…

… Cause I know how you think, I know how you think…

I know how you think…

Check, Hey, See I know what you’re thinking

You’re hoping I’m coming home to soak in potions with you

Like in our living room, the ocean is blue

And this ain’t carpet, no, it’s warm sand

This is paradise, where we never scream and never make a door slam

And I’ve been raptured, I’ve been rinsed

No longer a Cockle, You’re a captor, I’m a prince

With a glimpse every caviar’s mine, I sip a fine, aged apricot wine

And tippy toe over your maginal line, And I imagine, I imagine

I imagine all I need’s a glass of water and an aspirin

And I could rub the knots up out your shoulders, till your body unfastens

And strip you naked till your nucleus is glowing with passion, And I imagine

That everything is wonderful, I will just succumb to you, no pressure

This is comfortable, of course I wanna marry you I’ll never even blink

It’s everything its everything you think…

Cause I know how you think, You still got my toothbrush, sitting by your sink

Every 20 minutes look out the window shades, maybe even peek

Hoping that I, have come home to sleep

Cause I know how you think, you still got the last time I shaved stubble

Sitting in your sink, You’re HOPING That I’m gonna come home, and just

Lay under the sheets, hold you and sleep, hold you for WEEKS

Cause I know how you think, You still got my toothbrush, sitting by your sink

Every 5 minutes, open up the door, look outside, take a peek, is he there?

Am I there?

will I sleep?

Will I what?

Will we speak?

or will I lay down,

massage your feet

Or will I lay down, and all the heat will…

Put me to the ground… A bottle of your thoughts…

I love you…