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Privileged is as privileges does
I will never make that bread
Till my father's dead.
Every penny spent /is
Penny burned
We're just paying rent
Treading water
Liquid dividends
We are slot machines
Baby Can you spot me again?
This is the American dream
Spread the wealth
Bail me out
So pathetic on my own
Don't doubt the debt
I always owe
And Never learn
first payment down
I'm a piece of shit I'm a waste of money
I'm a piece of shit I'm a waste of money
Patience boy
Your Pockets got burnt holes
You Spend like a sailor
Hemorrhaging paper
Waste not want not
Have not can not
Takes money to make money
I want it now
Master the classes
Don't look at my paper!
speak the same language
Money talks
It gets used
It said...
It said it said
I'm a piece of shit I'm a waste of money
I'm a piece of shit I'm a waste of money
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My skin felt refreshed
I Felt Thirst through the touch
it wasPractically seductive
When I's a young poet I learned
romance through shows
Slow down if she panics
Only held hands when we meant it
Analyzed water damage
I get less naive ever year
She says that she's soaking
Always rain jackets
Walk around naked
Feeling cinematic
She looks so beautiful
I end up the bastard
Just for the magic
Sometimes I walk in the rain
Sometimes I walk in the rain
Superficially
Or til my shirt and flesh are the same
Sometimes I walk in the rain
Sometimes I walk in the rain
Nutritionally
Or when I cleanse all the mundane
Some ass ,not really that
No connection makes an empty bag
High class, not really that
Done my dirt cleaned my hands
Love
Duck for cover
Trust your gut
Fuck another
Try again
I'm in trouble
Not the one
Just a number
There's a peace when
A hole in the sky floods
Chaperoned
No body is an island
We want to feel spontaneous and clairvoyant
And be humbled while recYCled into the air current
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I am myself
i am my enemy
i am myself
They can't be me
I hate myself
I hate their peace
I love my hate
I hate their love
I need myself
I fear their love
i need my love
I am peace
i can love
I am important
I feel important
You are important
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Duncecap:
Hindsights perfect
Sometimes the road less traveled isn't worth it
Regrets grow and sneak to the surface
That's a day gone thinking
Where Everything's a blur
And nothing's really wrong
But my destiny is cursed
And I swear that I'm broken (aye)
Off to a bad start
The story still goes
The Hare and the tortoise
Both now no shows
You pay for those
Appointments
I'm molting .
While the whole worlds burns
Thats death and some regrowth
existence is token
Experience the cut throat
I wish I coulda raised me
Hand on the stove
training Wheels off
Kinetic with learning
Now you're cooking
Like you're hungry and you’re useless
Or a mother fucking doofus
Future or back burner
Either /way you're getting chewed up
Watch where you step
Expect the unexpected
Shame in knowing that my
Agency's protected
I'm a piece of shit and I get it
dig myself deeper
Foot in mouth like a fetish
Cat got my tongue now
Regret the present
Crux of my post love
Over and new start
Crushin my true form
Who are these dates for?
Novelty sex swarm
Fought off the bed bugs
drone in my day job
Im not /having a good one
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Who Knows?
03:30
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we promised to be obnoxious
when i had my head on straight was when i thought i lost it
that's when i lost it
i never loved before
i'm learning now
I’m being strong
she and i were co-pilots
ran out of fuel, then nose dived it
She need more more
well, i need more the same
i was waking up
i was well aware
i was not a man
she was not prepared
We were so in love
we really was
but then it rubbed
a w a y
We were so in love
We really was
we gathered dust
And then we blew away
you know
more than i do
Who knows
What else is true
the same night she felt free
I felt respected
Grieved for a week
And barely spoke
Amicably split
I was excited for
My own life -
Left separate at the get together
Work sucks, I know
Dad broke the news
I cried outside
She married him
While he dies
The past life zeitgeist
Trippin hard
Manic speak
It’s all good
We're enemies.
It's love
I know
More than u do
I'm growing up
I sweat it out
I still drink
Im better now
I’m good
you know
more than i do
Who knows
What else is true
We were so in love
we really was
but then it rubbed
a w a y
I'm good
I know
It's all cool
We were so in love
We really was
we gathered dust
And then we blew away
you know
more than i do
Who knows
What else is true
We were so in love
we really was
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Duncecap Queens, New York
Duncecap writes absurd and introspective hip hop music.
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