Advanced Communications - ATMOSPHERE

The candles flicker, you handle your liquor

The nerves quiver, wish my band had some stickers that I could give ya

Blistered, from a, endless list of complaints

Tainted, consumed, fainted in a room full of paint fumes

Fell naked, but tell me how far can I take it

Ingrained in my brain, hold the pain like it’s sacred

Snow fall covers all, that’s immobile

I try to bring the plow, but it tends to come out boastful

Kill the sayer-hatin', and kill the flavor-fakin'

Partake in that forsaken game, FUCK YOU and your neighbor’s sake

Now waken

The early bird apprehends the circuit

Gotta catch the train, ma, gonna join the circus

Call it love, call it skill, call it what you will,

I don’t give a fuck just call us up so we can build

Yo, I got your interest, pessimistic, guinea swined

Over exerted emotion to he point of feeling fine

Inner mind travel: when I awoke, the feet hurt

Scared to drive, scared to fly

I wrote the speaker wired

When the rival is desired

I’m smiling at the fire

that’s contrived in and inspired in the eyes of desire

When it cries, «Take me higher!»

I look across the globe and fantasize of what’s dope and drop my low

Set baby, with the head gravy

Better get lazy, cause if you step, you get wrecked baby

Yet maybe I should feed’em line like trout

Put my rhymes in they mouth, that’s what I’m about

Truth be told not from the new or the old

I’m from the now watch me while I make your whole crew explode

Super nova style, hold your pin to the mat

From the grin to the chin to the limbs to the back

In a fist full of steel I express how I feel

Blinded by work searching for the best kind of deal

Gotta find the angle in a circle of hopeful

Apply a choke hold and set the locals running in ovals

Call it love, call it skill, call it what you will

I don’t give a fuck just call us up so we can build

Advanced communications

Sluggo!

Yeah, this is Aaron

Umm, newel, I mean, I mean, yeah

I mean, like uhh, I don’t have anything in the mail yet, man

And I’m like, eager to do my verse again and stuff because

because I’ve been taking testosterone pills

Umm… so like, hi

Where is it?

Give me a call

And, uhh, if you caught me last weekend on your phone from my cell, umm, yeah

I was kinda, piss loaded drunk and stuff, and I can’t even remember what I said

But my girlfriend had to remind I called you

Anyways, nifty huh?

Peace out, honkey, bye-bye

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