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Congé pt.II Lyrics by Sailor George

Yellow Lens Vol. 1

2019

[Intro]
Baby I‘m sailin‘
Life is never too fragrant
Never has it made it too salient
Never have I made it past bedtime
Always living life on the lifeline
Always picking sides when there are none
Life is too fragrant
If you don‘t look enough you might be making it
If you don‘t look enough you don‘t see flaws in it
If you don‘t want to then maybe you‘re lost in it
[Verse 1]
Stop, this isn‘t just a ship
And I‘m not a persona, I‘m a human being
It‘s all real, just like the air you breathe
It‘s all described like a story by the things I feel
I‘m no ghost, maybe that‘s what you see
It‘s hard to understand there‘s a human being by the audio beam
For real, eerie, sincerely
Stop
[Verse 2]
Damn, life is such a bitch
When you tell it to bend over for an inch
Like what gives? Everything‘s hit or miss
It‘s either born with a privelege or born with opinion
Minions, most of us worse than some
Still we obey to the common sum
Money, hoes, pussy, drugs
Homes and boats, golden thrones
Bones, that‘s what we are
And at a certain point we rot to dust
And no money can solve that problem
From what I know
As if we blew our brains
The first thing to come out is not living things
But dead cold stains
Damn, fuck our race
[Verse 3]
She‘s living like a bitch in a summerhouse
Finishing a pack of LM‘s with a beer aside
He‘s eating her dependence on other men
No offence but the dude is thirsty as ever man
Tony got a hundred Franklins
Tony is a man of good will
Tony wants to give and love but
Tony has to eat, pay up
There go all the bucks
Now scram! I don‘t need your attention!
I think... It goes in both directions
Man I love to be accepted
But it‘s hard to be a lover in this system
Hard to accept all the things we do
All the shit we pull, all the jokes we screw
What ces-pool of self-loving people
Tryin‘ not to be see through
[Verse 4]
Don‘t move!
I don‘t know who you are
Yet I don‘t care, you don‘t belong in this boat
Heads up, you know how I became a sailor?
Bear-boned, undersized and not favoured?
I fucking hated this city
Country, planet, living
I needed something new, something fresh and good
Away from the underlying shit we do
Signed up for the voyage crew
Signed up for the voyage crew
Signed up for the voyage crew
Signed up for the voyage crew

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