Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Another Day , by - PrehistoricRelease date: 23.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Another Day |
| Yeah |
| D-Sisive, Bender, Papa let’s go |
| Yo |
| Yeah |
| Another day, another empty rat race |
| Some get out the way, others went to Backpage |
| Facts changed talking tough when you wouldn’t box |
| Leaves a wooden box, couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, lack brakes |
| Stone-cold when the glass breaks, grass stains from my past flames |
| Lost smile attracted pain, crashed the train |
| Came back long rifle Shawn Michaels gone psycho back break I’m back great |
| A living contradiction, bloodstained Velcros |
| Met the Devil sold him 28 grams of 'hello' |
| Hell no this elbow grease ain’t going unnoticed |
| All these Sandra D’s can’t compete in hopes of emotive |
| Foundation crumbling, Sarasota dreams |
| There alone I’d squeeze the trigger but the killer’s serotonin leaves |
| Harnessed in a bread race, regardless what the pen makes |
| Thin ice, don’t want it, like a Tanya Harding sex tape |
| Another day, another empty ashtray |
| Another unanswered prayer with a sad face |
| Another wilted flower in a cracked vase, wishing for a fanbase, a round of |
| applause, a handshake |
| And a Kraft Single, last place in the rat race |
| Slow dancing with my shadow in a gas chamber |
| A ballerina with the grace of a dinosaur |
| Declawed lion with a quiet roar, raw |
| I prefer to watch my present with my glasses off |
| I’m terrified of clean khakis and matching socks |
| Jesus Christ and a messy room |
| Arrested 'cause I bled the truth like Lenny Bruce, any-who |
| Free falling like a petty tune, neck and noose |
| A human being in a petting zoo, posing for the lenses, of you Buddy Hollys and |
| your Peggy Sues |
| Waiting for the Reaper, hoping Father will send him soon |
| Yo, Prehis' what up? |
| (Yo) |
| Dirty Derek what up? |
| Conceived in the '70s, born in the '80s |
| Found rap in the '90s, '90s done raised me |
| 2001, something done changed me |
| Watch the world burn from the paid screen in my plane seat |
| It’s all a daydream, trapped in sleep paralysis |
| Starving artists suffer, rec' execs feed the talentless |
| My name Al like Bundy but I’m more like Ted |
| Sweeney Todd with the razor, keep the pork pies fresh |
| I got respect for women, I’m invested in 'em |
| That’s why I study feminism plus the dentist system |
| I joke around but that’s the pessimism |
| Because I never make the best decision when I’m getting with 'em |
| I only cried when Bowie died |
| Wore Ziggy Stardust face tat on my ugly side |
| Yeah I never thought my life would be like this |
| Take a loss with a grain of salt, that’s some real life shit |