Nadasé
Sabotaging Shadows: Fuzzy Bumble's Poetic Reflections
Lyrics
I feel it in my bones it will not last
I sense that this situation won't endure
'Bout to get it on before it's gone too fast
Preparing to engage in something before it disappears too quickly
Cracked screens in limousines looking through the door
Observing damaged screens in luxury cars while peering through the door
Peep the shadows of myself before
Noticing the reflections of myself before
Not to say I didn't want to change
Acknowledging a desire for change
Not to throw it away my friend, not to throw it away
Not willing to discard or waste it, my friend
Cracked jaw, broken law
Experiencing physical harm and breaking the law
Get a grip on a mammarie, spout out the obscene
Trying to grasp a woman's breast, expressing obscene words
Thought I found it out
Believing I have figured it out
Fleshing out my thoughts could bring about
Exploring and expressing my thoughts might lead to consequences
A decayed mind frayed find
A deteriorating mind, a worn-out discovery
And I don't need no help
Independence, not needing assistance
I can sabotage me by myself
Capable of self-sabotage without external help
Had a great time it's fine
Had a good time, and that's okay
Sleep seated dead eye leadin' to the floor
Asleep while sitting, eyes lifeless, falling to the ground
Stuck thumb a one way run to hell once more
Stuck with a hitchhiker's gesture, heading towards hell again
I staved it off with fame and cigarettes
Avoided problems with fame and smoking
Sold out the nicotine to Sycorax
Sold out to Sycorax, possibly referencing a negative influence
Not to say I didn't get paid
Received payment, but not willing to waste it, my friend
Not to throw it away my friend, not to throw it away
Not willing to discard or waste it, my friend
Raw hide punched with pride
Resilient despite challenges and proudly showing the effects
Get out but don't flatter me, you're staring at a disease
Leave but don't compliment me; you're facing a problem
Thought I found it out
Believing I have figured it out
Fleshing out my thoughts could bring about
Exploring and expressing my thoughts might lead to consequences
A decayed mind frayed find
A deteriorating mind, a worn-out discovery
And I don't need no help
Independence, not needing assistance
I can sabotage me by myself
Capable of self-sabotage without external help
Had a great time it's fine
Had a good time, and that's okay
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