OPEN CUTS Lyrics

La, la, la, la, la

Here's my ride

La la la la la

I'm outside

Yeah I said

Rip that bandage off

And just let that wound show

Cause if, it that sun gone

We just gon, we just gon

Let that blue glow

I said, I said, I said

Rip that bandage off

And just let that wound show

Cause if, it that sun gone

We just gon, we just gon

Let that blue glow

Said keep your

Hands tight on the wheel

Like it was stolen from the reaper man's collection of cold eyes controlling

The master phase, I'm honing

Homologating the (Potency/potent)

See all my problems hidden in the midst of the smoke

See all these burdens on my shoulder they've been weighing for certain

Green usurp all the purpose had for passion to burn

Through all my times at kitchen tables penning visions and stories

But always knowing that the Islands wouldn't deal with the hurt

Said rip that bandage off from playing with fragile frames of a vase

The resulting imagery look like Basquiat's greatest art

Guess Momma called the alarms

And they rushing me to the hos-spit-all that blood as I coughed

It's streaming down from the top like when artist begins to flop

Shows everything ain't impossible

Calling names post a lost shows opponents ain't fairly logical

Paying rents to my thoughts just showing me I ain't optimal

If it's all for applause just know that everyone fallible

Said if it's all for applause just know that everyone fallible

We indahloop, indahloop now