Lyrics Missed Call - Ed Balloon, Open Mike Eagle, They Hate Change

Missed Call

Collapsin', don’t know what the rapture is
I do know there isn’t an after-this
I know that there isn’t an after, can’t forget
The last chances isn’t something you can camper with
This is where voices leave conditions
This is where choices lead decisions
I chose wrong
Soundtrack transitions into a slow song
I’m mad I can only remember silly words
Like this is an average dig at Billy Burke
Shoulda listened to somebody at some point
For something to remember when I’m at gunpoint
My whole church-choir singing with one voice
We all livin' the same
Cabinet is chained
And only hearin' your name
Our brain’s babblin'
But who’s speaking who?
And who’s speaking you
'Cus there’s something in the way
When I’m reaching for you
It’s the noises
And boys will be dead
And girls will be dead
And worlds will be bled
And you can only remember the silly words that I said
The silly songs that I sang
I called and it rang
Girl what the hell is wrong with you?
My calls are not coming through
You claim that you never can be heard
So please use now and speak the truth
Baby I’m begging you not to speak
'Cus they’re coming
They’re coming for me
So call
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
The phone
Like, like, like
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
I done pissed everybody off, they wanna see me bleed
Jesus, what do I gotta do to find some peace
Jeez
And my therapist keep telling me it’s me
Please
Get a grip, it’s you trippin'
Okay I get it, I was trynna clear the tension
That blue bird control my words
You knew that all my mentions
I’m 'posed to be working
I’m scrolling on Twitter
These hocus-pocus girls get on my nerves with their onyx' and crystals
They might be worth a tryin'
Shit, I ain’t had no good luck in a minute my nigga
My nigga, my nigga
No-one by my side, I might die 'cus I’m anxious and trippin'
Now give me one good reason why I shoulda listened
Focus ain’t holdin' no weight
Shit, I’m in a whole 'nother state
Was blind as fuck, but better see the worse days
Now I’m bawling my eyes out on every birthday, okay
And maybe you had a point
But I need you now, I can’t wait till the morning
I swear it’s the end
They listening in on my convos
I swear I’m seeing my boys in these targeted ads, wait
They coming
They out here trynna take a man
They coming
They coming
They out here trynna take a man
They coming
They coming
They out here trynna take a man
Pick up the phone