Story Told Bliss ft. M3LV1N & ŪLES ĦERC Lyrics

Cover page flip, chapter one, open up your heart and take a sip

A lot of patience goes into reading a book that makes sense

The Bible states sin, I try to rewrite without grabbing a pen

Another page rip, how am I to understand what I've missed

Story by, well, just another makeshift

The cards say shift, my mind says rip

Love's got me sick, I wanna make a hit, but I tell a story about the bliss these words

with this beat bring

Making a motherfucking wall in visions dreams, look at me in the eyes, why you worried about

dreams

We should just fly, catch one of the alien beings, we're our tribe

Back to the point, what does alienation bring

It seems the teams have wandered apart

Always gonna be a divide no matter the art, who's the one decides when we start

Push the pen down the page, looks like you looking for a part

Never a straight line, it's just falling apart

Just trying to be the one that bombards, being off the charts

The breadwinner, even though it's mostly tarts

Have dinner, then hunger, he's a joke on farts

The expulsion of air, it's only human to be fair

What's the potion for hair

Stress got me biting the pair, or the bullet has a great stare

Who can do it pays off to what compares to hard work put in after

The heart hurt, cooking, baking, curse

Soda shook in the way we are, bubbling up the road, but bookings lurk

Weird way of writing what works, crazy how the prophet was in our purse

Beautiful the way we converse, beautifully the way our eyes were purged

Not getting your number made me feel cursed

Could we see what you can do on the verge

One day I'm gonna reach somewhere, and you'll realize that we indeed were

Or at least give me a chance to make your life the opposite of worse

I also don't think this water will get rid of the thirst

Even when it's toiling the lips of the cursed

Dream for a minute, things tend, minds leap

Why sheep talk is cheap, but walking down the road for a piece of the pie is cheap

Why can't we be battling the things that we can't see

Emotional war, rainbows take siege on the floor

But envisioning the highest of leaves, hide my highness majesty

Am I rhyming correctly to this beat

Will there ever be a point where they tell me I'm he

For now, the words will speak

Close my beak, let's weep

Before last weep

For at least about a week to understand the guy I see

Every time I close my eyes and have some therapy, my mirror's a G

How's it

Stare at me and make me feel and see what I've gone on long to see

Rather journey, at least I'm able to be me

At this point, also odd to end this joint

But it's hard whenever you feel the joy and play with the words like a toy

So for now, goodnight with the words and all

That's annoying as fuck

I see you

Hey Trina, you done cooked up with this

Nah, I don't know

Everybody's asking me for an outro, why shit

I'm not the one to ride the hook

Right now I'm currently trying to write a book

I'm on the highest heights

I'm thinking about weed

But look, I move just like a wig

Like a wig