Sorry 4 The Wait
from DCLXVI by Switch & Notebook
lyrics
Intro-Switch/Notebook
-Verse one-(Performed by Switch)
It’s a cold world we live in/ I’m not even really living
Mostly I’m just sining/ taking a breath and sitting
Pay attention and listen/ writers block I still love spitting
And no shits are given/ like ricky up in prison
Trailer park boys got my kitten/ fully committing
I’m on these dirt roads just ripping/ bubbles your tripping
And this time just keeps on ticking/ better get digging
The fingers are cooking-chicken-/ no double dipping
Chillen in the devil’s den/ I’m the devil then
A deadly sin/ A hit to the chin-bottle of gin
This is the devil’s pen/ I killed uncle ben
A steady win/ With a Wesley grin-friendly sin
Shit now you don’t need to place/ just show your face
Kids I’ll give it to you straight/ your all a disgrace
Complaining about that plate/ wish you knew the case
All weak can’t carry weight/ like fuck all your fates
-Hook-(Performed by Switch)
I’m a real asshole/ tell it to you straight
I’ll let the grass grow/ and walk in real late
I’m a real asshole/ I’ll say it to your face
I’m the real last soul/ sorry for the wait
x2
-Verse two-(Performed by Notebook)
It hasn't been a struggle; more of a challenge, but I persevere
steering through a near-death experience, balanced as I turn the gears
Alice in Wonderland while I swerve in fear of crashing, getting burnt in here
slamming my fists against the glass until it bursts
I hear the ambulance conversing; weary hands, and still I'm shirtless
rear end battered from the first hit before reversing...
then we flipped. I'm crawling, feeling flawless
On my feet, sleep-walking or something.
Sweet-talking with someone that seems off of the fucking grid,
but keeps watch of me all of a sudden. Naw, I'm not bluffin',
fibbin', or stuntin'. It's the life that I live; or is it the suffix?
The ending or a beginning?
Whatever it is, I'm under a state of confusion that's tugging,
gripping my stomach. I guess I've got to move in concert with it and love it
Act normal amongst the public, but behind this face of mine...
is an incomprehensible luggage full of mystery I rummage
-Hook-
-Verse one-(Performed by Switch)
It’s a cold world we live in/ I’m not even really living
Mostly I’m just sining/ taking a breath and sitting
Pay attention and listen/ writers block I still love spitting
And no shits are given/ like ricky up in prison
Trailer park boys got my kitten/ fully committing
I’m on these dirt roads just ripping/ bubbles your tripping
And this time just keeps on ticking/ better get digging
The fingers are cooking-chicken-/ no double dipping
Chillen in the devil’s den/ I’m the devil then
A deadly sin/ A hit to the chin-bottle of gin
This is the devil’s pen/ I killed uncle ben
A steady win/ With a Wesley grin-friendly sin
Shit now you don’t need to place/ just show your face
Kids I’ll give it to you straight/ your all a disgrace
Complaining about that plate/ wish you knew the case
All weak can’t carry weight/ like fuck all your fates
-Hook-(Performed by Switch)
I’m a real asshole/ tell it to you straight
I’ll let the grass grow/ and walk in real late
I’m a real asshole/ I’ll say it to your face
I’m the real last soul/ sorry for the wait
x2
-Verse two-(Performed by Notebook)
It hasn't been a struggle; more of a challenge, but I persevere
steering through a near-death experience, balanced as I turn the gears
Alice in Wonderland while I swerve in fear of crashing, getting burnt in here
slamming my fists against the glass until it bursts
I hear the ambulance conversing; weary hands, and still I'm shirtless
rear end battered from the first hit before reversing...
then we flipped. I'm crawling, feeling flawless
On my feet, sleep-walking or something.
Sweet-talking with someone that seems off of the fucking grid,
but keeps watch of me all of a sudden. Naw, I'm not bluffin',
fibbin', or stuntin'. It's the life that I live; or is it the suffix?
The ending or a beginning?
Whatever it is, I'm under a state of confusion that's tugging,
gripping my stomach. I guess I've got to move in concert with it and love it
Act normal amongst the public, but behind this face of mine...
is an incomprehensible luggage full of mystery I rummage
-Hook-
credits
from DCLXVI,
released January 27, 2015
Mixed/mastered by:Notebook
Mixed/mastered by:Notebook
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Switch
Switch is known for bringing out the horrific side to any story. He touches base on topics such as scenarios created from horror movies, as well as situations of hopelessness, murder, rape, and death. When he is not creating songs such as those, he is making other pieces touching upon topics such as relationships, prevailing over bullying and just life in general. ... more
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