Feel me, poured into you
like curse and vow, you never would let it
Steal away, the breath in the air
the life in my lungs, just stay out of guilt
Feel me, poured into you
The irony hasn’t been lost on me
Morally, you’ve dismantled that line
Pacing round like a queen, worn as your crown.
I have nothing to apologise for
take yourself for example
I renounce all responsibility
your life
Means nothing to me
you’re my ticket to a new life
I would rip my insides through my mouth
if it meant one more day
You said to me, what I meant to you
but that’s not the definition, not the definition
asphyxiated on the aspiration in a bottle
but I just wanted to sleep.
To dream, to recess in decline
oh but the irony
it murders and plunders
with no sense of morals
Go on, I want to hear it from you, Go on.
I want to hear it from you
the words from your mouth
I want to hear it from you
the words from your mouth
Speak up, we’re holding our breath
everyone’s watching, hung on your every word
eyes glued to the movement, the motion,
the breath from your lips.
But I have nothing to apologise for
only instinct and reason, reason
have brought me this far
You said to me, what I meant to you
but that’s not the definition, not the definition
asphyxiated on the aspiration held inside the bottle
but I just wanted to sleep.
Feel me, poured into you
like you don’t think I know
I’m oblivious, the scapegoat
Trust me, you have to understand
this is only survival, I remain guilty
Go on
But I already knew, I’ve known for months
and there is nothing else you could do.
But no, you can’t leave me now
No you can’t leave me now can you?
Sign on the dotted line
Sign on the dotted line
Sign on the dotted line
Sign on the dotted line
Sol Patches explores what happens when a rapper's ego collapses on this inventive album at the nexus of hip-hop and hyperpop. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2023
