Song: Fervent For The Hunger
Viewed: 38 - Published at: 8 years ago
Artist: Adeem the Artist
Year: 2021Viewed: 38 - Published at: 8 years ago
[Verse]
It's true I'm a kind of complicated dame
I don't even know my original name
I been changing the damn thing since thing since I was younger
A kid with a mixed up head
Fervent for the hunger
And I'm a baptized, stylized blue collar boy
A poetry, rotary expression of joy
Stitched up with sidewalks and time clocks that rattle like thunder
I'm a kid with a mixed up head
Fervent for the hunger
[Chorus]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I've seen God through the curtain
When I'm just barely asleep
She's holding out a basket full of scones and other treats
Oh Lord, I'm starving
There ain't nothin here I can eat
[Verse]
And it's true that I've tried on different faces before
Toiled over things I'm not responsible for
Captured by every philosophy trafficking wonder
I was a kid with a mixed up head
F-f-f-fervent for the hunger
And I'm a holy ghost, lamppost
Poet of sorts
A raindrop machine shop
Radio source
Sutured with lip-gloss and hot sauce and Indian summers
A kid with a mixed up head
F-f-f-fervent for the hunger
[Chorus]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I've seen God through the curtain
When I'm just barely asleep
She's holding out a basket full of scones and other treats
Lord, I'm starving
There ain't nothin I can eat
[Verse]
And I am finding new charcuteries
Mixing, matching, til' I find a meal that's suiting me
Tired of these spinning wheels
Metaphysical combo meals, wholly illusory
[Refrain]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I can see God through a curtain
When I am just barely asleep
And she is holding me in silence
And she looks like me
We are the same thing
[Instrumental]
It's true I'm a kind of complicated dame
I don't even know my original name
I been changing the damn thing since thing since I was younger
A kid with a mixed up head
Fervent for the hunger
And I'm a baptized, stylized blue collar boy
A poetry, rotary expression of joy
Stitched up with sidewalks and time clocks that rattle like thunder
I'm a kid with a mixed up head
Fervent for the hunger
[Chorus]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I've seen God through the curtain
When I'm just barely asleep
She's holding out a basket full of scones and other treats
Oh Lord, I'm starving
There ain't nothin here I can eat
[Verse]
And it's true that I've tried on different faces before
Toiled over things I'm not responsible for
Captured by every philosophy trafficking wonder
I was a kid with a mixed up head
F-f-f-fervent for the hunger
And I'm a holy ghost, lamppost
Poet of sorts
A raindrop machine shop
Radio source
Sutured with lip-gloss and hot sauce and Indian summers
A kid with a mixed up head
F-f-f-fervent for the hunger
[Chorus]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I've seen God through the curtain
When I'm just barely asleep
She's holding out a basket full of scones and other treats
Lord, I'm starving
There ain't nothin I can eat
[Verse]
And I am finding new charcuteries
Mixing, matching, til' I find a meal that's suiting me
Tired of these spinning wheels
Metaphysical combo meals, wholly illusory
[Refrain]
And when I dream, I dream in color
But I mostly do not dream
And I can see God through a curtain
When I am just barely asleep
And she is holding me in silence
And she looks like me
We are the same thing
[Instrumental]
( Adeem the Artist )
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