Graves (We Wrote the Book)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:14 duration
๐ ID: 492292
๐ Lyrics
Yeah
Come on the desperation stay the same
Grip tight to the reins, smoke lights by the chain
You won't find no letter by my remains
Not caught dead settling
No black sweater, slacks or shoes
With any pennies in a federal stake
A steady hand ready to drop stakes through any bloodsucker
Sick of the news, yeah eat him up
Cover him up like headstones in the fall
We don't stop, keeping it warm, keeping it hot
Treading water in a rising tide
Throw it on, ride whatever we on
Dawn whenever we wonder, we don't ask why
Correct, the best shoe's the worst step
Some tools to work with, confused and worthless
Peruse the surface but don't dig deep enough
Wait, they, they turning in they graves
We, we dig them up and rearrange
Aim, take them out the way they came
Switch them out the frame
You got to find something else to hang
You didn't get mature, you got tame
They ain't the same
Thoughts convertible, that's what I'm on
Keep living in your box
What is that, a Scion?
Cool, it's all fool's gold, ask me
What's the goal fool?
Dig deep, like six feet
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound moves, bloody knuckles
Keep the surface free, don't ask me
I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles, don't ask me
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles
Graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book, they'll have to remain truant
We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
We wrote the book by keeping the change
Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book, the hobbies will stay ruined
We wrote the book, the how to remain stupid
We wrote the book by checking the aim
Digging up graves, come on, shovel them bones
We wrote the book by cutting the dead clones
We wrote the book by smashing a dead phone
Getting a good second alone before
Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
We wrote the book, my civil just ain't do it
We wrote the book, now look at the fame
Digging up graves
Come on the desperation stay the same
Grip tight to the reins, smoke lights by the chain
You won't find no letter by my remains
Not caught dead settling
No black sweater, slacks or shoes
With any pennies in a federal stake
A steady hand ready to drop stakes through any bloodsucker
Sick of the news, yeah eat him up
Cover him up like headstones in the fall
We don't stop, keeping it warm, keeping it hot
Treading water in a rising tide
Throw it on, ride whatever we on
Dawn whenever we wonder, we don't ask why
Correct, the best shoe's the worst step
Some tools to work with, confused and worthless
Peruse the surface but don't dig deep enough
Wait, they, they turning in they graves
We, we dig them up and rearrange
Aim, take them out the way they came
Switch them out the frame
You got to find something else to hang
You didn't get mature, you got tame
They ain't the same
Thoughts convertible, that's what I'm on
Keep living in your box
What is that, a Scion?
Cool, it's all fool's gold, ask me
What's the goal fool?
Dig deep, like six feet
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound moves, bloody knuckles
Keep the surface free, don't ask me
I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles, don't ask me
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles
Graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book, they'll have to remain truant
We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
We wrote the book by keeping the change
Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book, the hobbies will stay ruined
We wrote the book, the how to remain stupid
We wrote the book by checking the aim
Digging up graves, come on, shovel them bones
We wrote the book by cutting the dead clones
We wrote the book by smashing a dead phone
Getting a good second alone before
Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
We wrote the book, my civil just ain't do it
We wrote the book, now look at the fame
Digging up graves
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.07] Yeah
[00:31.72] Come on the desperation stay the same
[00:33.60] Grip tight to the reins, smoke lights by the chain
[00:36.23] You won't find no letter by my remains
[00:38.02] Not caught dead settling
[00:38.98] No black sweater, slacks or shoes
[00:40.79] With any pennies in a federal stake
[00:43.40] A steady hand ready to drop stakes through any bloodsucker
[00:46.21] Sick of the news, yeah eat him up
[00:48.02] Cover him up like headstones in the fall
[00:49.82] We don't stop, keeping it warm, keeping it hot
[00:52.50] Treading water in a rising tide
[00:54.39] Throw it on, ride whatever we on
[00:56.16] Dawn whenever we wonder, we don't ask why
[00:58.96] Correct, the best shoe's the worst step
[01:00.74] Some tools to work with, confused and worthless
[01:02.51] Peruse the surface but don't dig deep enough
[01:05.27] Wait, they, they turning in they graves
[01:07.01] We, we dig them up and rearrange
[01:08.82] Aim, take them out the way they came
[01:10.64] Switch them out the frame
[01:11.55] You got to find something else to hang
[01:13.41] You didn't get mature, you got tame
[01:15.25] They ain't the same
[01:16.18] Thoughts convertible, that's what I'm on
[01:17.93] Keep living in your box
[01:19.76] What is that, a Scion?
[01:20.65] Cool, it's all fool's gold, ask me
[01:22.49] What's the goal fool?
[01:23.32] Dig deep, like six feet
[01:27.26] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:29.07] I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
[01:30.85] Fools ready to pound moves, bloody knuckles
[01:32.66] Keep the surface free, don't ask me
[01:36.20] I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
[01:39.87] Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles, don't ask me
[01:42.53] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:46.20] I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
[01:53.87] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:54.75] I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
[01:56.52] Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles
[02:02.90] Graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:04.75] We wrote the book, they'll have to remain truant
[02:06.51] We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
[02:09.27] We wrote the book by keeping the change
[02:11.01] Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:13.86] We wrote the book, the hobbies will stay ruined
[02:15.68] We wrote the book, the how to remain stupid
[02:17.49] We wrote the book by checking the aim
[02:19.27] Digging up graves, come on, shovel them bones
[02:21.90] We wrote the book by cutting the dead clones
[02:24.63] We wrote the book by smashing a dead phone
[02:26.41] Getting a good second alone before
[02:28.31] Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:30.18] We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
[02:32.80] We wrote the book, my civil just ain't do it
[02:34.66] We wrote the book, now look at the fame
[02:36.46] Digging up graves
[02:41.86]
[00:31.72] Come on the desperation stay the same
[00:33.60] Grip tight to the reins, smoke lights by the chain
[00:36.23] You won't find no letter by my remains
[00:38.02] Not caught dead settling
[00:38.98] No black sweater, slacks or shoes
[00:40.79] With any pennies in a federal stake
[00:43.40] A steady hand ready to drop stakes through any bloodsucker
[00:46.21] Sick of the news, yeah eat him up
[00:48.02] Cover him up like headstones in the fall
[00:49.82] We don't stop, keeping it warm, keeping it hot
[00:52.50] Treading water in a rising tide
[00:54.39] Throw it on, ride whatever we on
[00:56.16] Dawn whenever we wonder, we don't ask why
[00:58.96] Correct, the best shoe's the worst step
[01:00.74] Some tools to work with, confused and worthless
[01:02.51] Peruse the surface but don't dig deep enough
[01:05.27] Wait, they, they turning in they graves
[01:07.01] We, we dig them up and rearrange
[01:08.82] Aim, take them out the way they came
[01:10.64] Switch them out the frame
[01:11.55] You got to find something else to hang
[01:13.41] You didn't get mature, you got tame
[01:15.25] They ain't the same
[01:16.18] Thoughts convertible, that's what I'm on
[01:17.93] Keep living in your box
[01:19.76] What is that, a Scion?
[01:20.65] Cool, it's all fool's gold, ask me
[01:22.49] What's the goal fool?
[01:23.32] Dig deep, like six feet
[01:27.26] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:29.07] I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
[01:30.85] Fools ready to pound moves, bloody knuckles
[01:32.66] Keep the surface free, don't ask me
[01:36.20] I'm busy working with that shorthand shovel
[01:39.87] Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles, don't ask me
[01:42.53] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:46.20] I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
[01:53.87] Speak, retreat, whatever, don't ask me
[01:54.75] I'm busy working with the shorthand shovel
[01:56.52] Fools ready to pound bloody knuckles
[02:02.90] Graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:04.75] We wrote the book, they'll have to remain truant
[02:06.51] We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
[02:09.27] We wrote the book by keeping the change
[02:11.01] Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:13.86] We wrote the book, the hobbies will stay ruined
[02:15.68] We wrote the book, the how to remain stupid
[02:17.49] We wrote the book by checking the aim
[02:19.27] Digging up graves, come on, shovel them bones
[02:21.90] We wrote the book by cutting the dead clones
[02:24.63] We wrote the book by smashing a dead phone
[02:26.41] Getting a good second alone before
[02:28.31] Digging up graves, shovel, let's get to it
[02:30.18] We wrote the book by moving the blame to it
[02:32.80] We wrote the book, my civil just ain't do it
[02:34.66] We wrote the book, now look at the fame
[02:36.46] Digging up graves
[02:41.86]