Color In The Snow (Feat. deM atlaS, Joe Horton & Toki Wright)

Hello, hey, they call me Slug
There ain't no other slugs
Unless I'm standing in front of a judge
Arrrgh, you know I'm only buzzing like a bug
You shitting blood because you do too many drugs
That was a joke love, don't be so touched
I'm just an old twat that drives an old truck
I wanna live forever, but hold up
I quit the cigarettes and now I'm addicted to donuts
And y'all would know me by the trail of flaws
Kickstarter page to raise what the bail would cost
What you saw, I've been running from the law
Ever since mama and papa got raw
She call me baby but I'm not the new year
From Minnesota but I don't shoot deer
I just let it go in the back corner
You never know I'll put the mac on ya

Hey, it's bullshit, feeling like summer could last forever
But it severs my dreaming of a mission statement
Feeling so overrated
Feeling moderately, positively, jolly, wolly, wolly now
And I'm smiling now
Tease of a clown like Smokey Robinson, I'm modeling
Be a teenage fucking idol, who's spiteful
Aim a rifle at disciples who carry rotten apples
Take a capsule, make your mind thrill and take time to feel
Whatever is missing, not here but present
Everybody got a question but nobody got suggestions
Feel like all I do is fuck up whatever was beautiful
Confused while I'm staring at my shoes
And I walked off the set and just paid my respects
And get my check and be like I could get used to it
Break away from what you're bound to
Take a moment, appreciate all the heaven that is around you lord

And if you say I rock a pessimist dress code
Then heaven knows you must have never stepped through my hell hole
Cause if you had you would've knew that I'm a nudist
Not trying to be a dick, I'm just at my best when I do this
Neuter the poodles who do all that good and evil speak
Used to be conflicted but these days I do it leisurely
Freeze a fig leaf in a storm blown clear
'Til the prying eye comes, time to be normal
Mortal in the death throws, loving every millisecond
Better when I let go, nothing else is silhouetted
Except for my index and the glowing wrecks of the internet
Vettedly yes no yes no no yes yes until my neck is broke
Good thing that I'm paid to be a spectacle, sorta
Head is full of cinderblocks and mortar
Lotta talk on the page these days
I'm talking sex, pot, centerfolds and crocodile bootleg

Used to try to balance on the snowboard
Slide down the hill until I slammed into the floorboards
Gorgeous ain't the origins look
Way before my big brother sent the touring dates
I had the orange snowsuit, it was hard for me to urinate
Back then I wasn't even thinking that I might perform
Me and Lyn and Tally almost drowned up on the icy pond
Small town kid with big ideas
Became a big city man who made his dreams his career
Now it's me and Garrison Keillor on a four wheeler
Sipping tequila, catching a misdemeanor from this demeanor
You know I gotta get my business straight
And you should never count me out
I'm not a poker game at Mystic Lake
I caught the northside vibe up the Brookdale
Hit the timer on the fries, couldn't cook well
All I ever wanted to do is what I'm doing for a living
Like being tokie writers kind of cool

It's so hot it's cold, it's out of control
So put your hands up like you're a part of the show
Sing along with the song like you already know
We on your front lawn putting color in the snow
So hot it's cold, it's out of control
So put your hands up like you're a part of the show
Sing along with the song like you already know
We on your front lawn putting color in the snow
So hot it's cold, it's out of control
So put your hands up like you're a part of the show
Sing along with the song like you already know
We on your front lawn putting color in the snow