Written by JB Nimble. All beats by Browse. Features lyrics from LivIn' Poetry, Rahman Jamaal, Browse, Cyberclops, and Task1ne. Artwork by Jeremy Becker. Ear Peace Records, 2013.
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lyrics
Her sun dress-
It's a familiar feeling of being trapped in a wishing well
A story you don't think you'll live to tell like "whelp this is hell"
She acted you like you weren't fit to sell what she was trying to purchase
Kinda nervous was an understatement
Learning love and hatred could be seduced into making relations in someone's brain and producing bunch of "who's the one to blame?" situations
And where it stems from is beautiful
but it can be a nuisance when everything is business as usual
truth is you don't do this because you have to
It's natural to wanna be routed in someone's movements that your attached to
The physical emotional pinnacle of feeling overdue for the typical
that still tickles like it's original hits you and then it lives in you
killing you softly
with a tune sweet but salty, cheap but costly
Glossy lips and stretch pants around her hips
Let her dance alone and maybe later you and she could dance home
Sometimes you gotta ask what's left
Sometimes you smoke until it coats each breath
Some things are probably better left unsaid
Something's different about the way you hold your head
Somewhere over the gray rainbow is a sunset
And your so anxious to see it it's making your guts wrench
Maybe some day it'll all make some sense
In a season when she's in sun a dress
The love is there you love it when she's in nothing but a tank top and her underwear
next to you in a comfortable chair
The days are more exciting, nights you feel alive for the first time
Like until you saw her you were blind
And then the nights she isn't there start to hurt
You still got her but now your trying to figure out how to work her into everything that you do
She's an extension of you
Fuck friendship
it's that love or never wanna see her again shit
Not to mention you've noticed others noticing you
when you're the last one at the party cornered don't know what to do
Someone who isn't yours is trying to get you into hers
so you drink away the unhappy and make your vision blur
and maybe that's an excuse in itself
The one you worked for isn't giving you what you deserve which makes it hurt more
And the one in front of you is doing everything she can
To try to make you feel like a man so you'll get in her pants
Sometimes you gotta ask what's left
Sometimes you smoke 'til it coats each breath
Some things are probably better left unsaid
Something's different about the way you hold your head
Somewhere over the gray rainbow is a sunset
And your so anxious to see it it's making your guts wrench
Maybe some day it'll all make some sense
In a season when she's in sun dresses
You hit it in the bathroom it was passionate and new
And after it she had to get your number to call you
You're in over your head and you know it
Sometimes going with the flow can leave you moping and hopeless
Especially when you got back to the apartment your wifey's in a nighty and garter belt
looking sexy as hell
and trying to express yourself you told her what happened
said you were so sorry that she couldn't imagine how bad you felt in the backspin
Said it was nothing more than alcohol and physical attraction
She kicked you out and told you never come back again
You sat crying on the floor telling her you loved her
begging for forgiveness and she didn't say one word
and that's the end of the story, no surprise twist
You didn't get that chick pregnant, you didn't catch the virus
All you got was regret one night of alright sex,
and bunch of food for thought to digest
Sometimes you gotta ask what's left
Sometimes you smoke til it coats each breath
Some things are probably better left unsaid
Something's different about the way you hold your head
Somewhere over the gray rainbow is a sunset
And your so anxious to see it it's makin your guts wrench
Maybe some day it'll all make some sense
In a season when she's in sun dresses you can undress