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lirik lagu all night, every day – chore boy

night and day
i have my sungl-sses on
so i can see through the fog
and miss the shade
purple rain
and all i wanted was you
honey i wasn’t a fool
the times have changed
i could glorify a ride down a slippery slope
i could dare to risk it all as a different rose
i could warn you of my thorns or omit the pokes
til ya coronary artery gets too close
my heartbeat take a hard beating
an artiiist with some hard feelings
harp-ing that they want leading
but they can’t make up your mind
we ain’t got a tour guide, day n night in ch-r- mind

(hook)
all night and every day
baby stay close to me
all night and every day
baby stay close to me

always got a vial at my hip
bowl to get the violet lit
ultralight in this b-tch, who gon ride with the kid?
i been beltin out bars like orion i spit
shine- til you burn out
shine- til your core is superm-ssive and becomes a black hole
shine- cause you’re just some -sshole
til you shine- get your f-ckin -ss woke
nights i’m staring at the ceiling
walk around awake, same feeling
just like it isn’t s’posed to be
that’s why i keep her close to me

(hook)

i only got so many years left
i only got so many fears left
n dyin ain’t one of em
gettin hurt ain’t one of em
i only got so much time
i might as well spend some high
i might as well be high always
all smoke, all b-mps, all needles all ways
man my life gettin real boring
man they always askin me for more things
man i’m only askin for some morphine
finished bein ch-r- boy tryna be more fiend
been an addicted type
methodology been crystallized
always finna take a vice too far
life gettin too hard ain’t a drug too hard

(hook)

cope by altering the aesthetic
hallucinogenics and anesthetics
son of a couple of crazy chemists
done when they call in the paramedics
take your pity to a party where it belongs
leave me by my lonesome solo smokin outta three bongs
lookin out a window cynically with my third eye
pleasure of the worst kind, love is just a word, right?
dan rahrig under great stress
always when i show the world my great-ness
they expectin failure but i ain’t yet
roll the dice again and do what fate let
(drugs)
dan rahrig under great stress
come & take a peak at my apex
summit up my zenith a great crest
wave h-llogoodbye do what fate let

(hook)

back in a new sitch
never known to be not a nuisance
always in your way on some boo-hiss
think i see the future like confucius
they ain’t interested what the truth is
all kinds of drugs in my system
the sweat out my skin it steadily glisten
prisms full of psychedelic colors
pray that no one phone home to my mother
e.t. phonin home to his brothers
bout to tell em to pick me up, pick me up
took a bunch of downers need a pick me up
now i’m on a rocket with a different thrust
lookin for a succubus, relieved, told her ride me in my sleep
i hope she suck away my dreams
maybe then my demons leave me be
baby leave me be
come back
come back
come back

(hook)

up lookin like down around my way
prolly never gonna come down i’m on my way
make whoever b-mmin around get out my way
n be back for anyone out who doubt my way
or who doubt my name, ch-r- boy for the people, people need to keep my name away from people peep’n shade amid the scene i see the same array of equals under may i need to see a rivalry i can compete to – me too
split personalities who pal wit me they see through
only in the shadows can they see you – me too
superm-ssive black hole and my grip about to reach you
reaper sewing me a matching fleece too – evil (me too)
he who has bones to pick
he who has casts stones in rolls
dice over coals and kits
let’s see how close it goes
let’s see how close we get
let’s see how close we get
let’s see how close we get
let’s see how close we get

(hook)

d.r.u.g.’n is a habit, get like me
d.r.u.g.’n is a habit, get like me
get like me, what’s there to lose?
maybe just yourself in the groove, winter blues
blues
blues

winter blues, lonely as you
nothin to prove, somethin to lose
myself in the groove
comfortable in my own skin only when it’s pressed to someone else’s
they only love me when i’m selfish
i felt it
i’m helpless when faced with my own addictions
my own traditions, weed i can’t afford, ink i can’t afford
think i can’t conform but that was a choice
how i still got so much teenage angst left in my voice?
boisterous boy doin ch-r-s cause he has to
comb my hair to the side, preach to the choir like chris matthews
bullsh-t factuals
i hit the punch card and i’m screamin in my head again
headed to my crib to grab the medicine
day n nite

- chore boy

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