Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Petrichor , by - Sadistik. Song from the album Flowers for My Father, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.02.2013
Record label: Fake Four
Song language: English
Petrichor |
| Talk about their neighborhoods intersects and boroughs |
| But I love instead in my head William S. Burroughs in my hands |
| I burrow with my hands on a burrow in the sand |
| 'til it’s purple and collapsed from the digging |
| Searching for a path to the virtue that I had |
| Surfaces will crack from the circles that I’ve ran in the city |
| City of the Living Dead wishing they could live again |
| Rip me into little shreds I’m filthy |
| Admitting all my differences drifting into bitterness |
| Kiss me 'til I’m innocent and kill me really |
| I feel rosy two pockets full of poesy |
| I’m nosy that’s too obvious for Cody |
| Too cautious just to hold me like the cigarette I lit |
| Just to get another hit when new monsters can control me |
| And it’s an arcane parlay but hearts aren’t really heart shaped are they |
| I don’t really know why but today is different from the last |
| I don’t want to waste no time in wishing it would last |
| I can feel it in my skin hidden in my laugh |
| That this moment doesn’t seem like a symptom of the past |
| I’m alive skipping by a land mine softly |
| Ship is gonna capsize probably it’s okay |
| I’ll make my own way that’s my hobby |
| I don’t want to be a sad eyed zombie with no brain |
| And that means that I’d pay-pay no mind of grate-grateful times |
| As days-days go by and leave |
| Rather lead a grace-graceful life and say-say no lies |
| And take-take both sides of me |
| I’ve fallen into more pieces than are countable |
| But put 'em back in a sequence that amounts |
| I’m fiending for an out that can set me free from writer’s block |
| I keep forgetting to remember everything that I forgot |
| Yea and they say when it rains it pours |
| I’ll splash in puddles when I know I can’t evade the storm |
| I’ll burn another bridge just to make it warm |
| Then I’ll throw myself inside, watch me burn myself alive |
| This is a witches hunt zip it up lips are shut |
| If I run quick enough then I’ll come into some |
| Symptoms of innocence when it’s crushed into dust |
| If I wasn’t in love with it just give it up |
| I’m feeling cold and under pressure |
| And hide my nervousness with silence |
| But when a coal is under pressure |
| That’s when it turns into a diamond |
| I’ve been in front of the line of fire to hold still |
| Watching all the people that try to bite through my stone will |
| Don’t cross the bear with your beef or a cross to bear |
| You either take the higher road or be the road kill |
| On September the first 2007, I learned what it’s like to feel the world |
| collapse beneath me |
| To free fall for so long that you forget what the ground ever felt like in the |
| first place |
| And the only thought you do have, is that when you finally land you hope it’s |
| hard enough that no piece of you will be discovered again |
| You see. |
| I watched my hero die that day my friends |
| And so far I have survived every day since |
| I have no choice but forward while being gnawed on by the birds of prey |
| Praying that I never have to take another step in the same direction |
| I am the deliverer of ashes |
| A cultivator of roses in my fathers name |
| And while I missed the pieces of myself that have been killed by my own hands |
| I celebrate the ones that I have created since |
| I have reinvented myself more times than I care to count and each one is a |
| little less beautiful than the last which leads me to here, the now |
| The culmination of every moment of my life and I want nothing more than to tear |
| every piece of my flesh off one by one to show you what’s been hiding |
| underneath |
| Because these are the flowers for my father |