PERSISTENCE

Lyrics

[Intro: Salvador Dalí] "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" [Verse: Lil Ugly Mane] Funny how the hours stretch and melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory Everything is very temporary except decisions Just a navigation of this future I envisioned Humoring these people that're too stupid to be living An arbitrary figment, a movement that I never was Obvious when people seem different than the rest of us, or think less of us Only hoes I care about, pumping in the pipe fumes Car running, windows up, hoping I'ma die soon Night time, eyes dilate bigger than bike tubes That's the reason that I stay up past the sunset "I liked your record! Where's the new one? Is it done yet?" Problems that I run from, impossible to sublet You don't want 'em either, there's a fever in the subtext Boiled all the mercury, questioned what it's worth to me Hard liquor, fire breath, slurred dialect In the mist like Bix Beiderbecke with overdose side effects Probably take a Prilosec and try to get some rest Cut the Midas fingers off and never sign a check "What about your future?" I-D-G-A-F World so cold I can see they breath Feeling like distance is a bitch to express Pissing upstream when your dick is erect Or when you're picking up steam and get a fist in the chest [Chorus: Lil Ugly Mane] I'm dead meat, I'm dead weight Dragging my body home in my chin strength Probably never make it home again at this pace Wakin' the Devil up 'cause I've been staying at his place I'm dead meat, I'm dead weight Dragging my body home in my chin strength Probably never make it home again at this pace Wakin' the Devil up 'cause I've been staying at his place I'm dead meat, I'm dead weight Dragging my body home in my chin strength Probably never make it home again at this pace Wakin' the Devil up 'cause I've been staying at his place I'm dead meat, I'm dead weight Dragging my body home in my chin strength Probably never make it home again at this pace Wakin' the Devil up 'cause I've been staying at his place [Outro: Lil Ugly Mane & Salvador Dalí] Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory, persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory, persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory, persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory Funny how the hours stretch, melt away my empathy Persistence of a memory, persistence of a memory "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—" "—this melancholy" "—and melancholy—"