Sub Pop Super Chron Flight Brothers

[Verse 1: Priviledge]
I am the sun, I am the air
Of nothing in particular, criminally explained
Critically enslaved in the changeable exchange rate
Piles phase straight to my domain name
Taking a style, planes, trains and audio-files
Of clips stored the jokes he had nightly
The hipster doesn’t laugh, she only smirks riley
She a little [?] I’m a little freaky [?]
Total cliche, that’s just the way she likes it
Next of course right kid, I’m good with that there
But how long the met all the good times we done shared
Late night discussion ‘bout the cafe in Sha-Rear
Sound of that trackbite, every time you near
Teddy with [?] I got lettuce in there
Bear in mind, came with no horizontal stripes
It’s just a Columbian necktie, like [?] was sliced
A cortizone injection through the corner of your eye
Pierce the cornea, absorb feelings of shine
Is that a criminally vulgar in the time and
I am human, I just need to feel my shit loved or missed
Goodbye Ms. Stiff

[Chorus: Priviledge]
Cause I just can’t walk away
And I just can’t see you go
I’m never sure I’m not alone
I need to know [?]