Less Unsettled
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โฑ๏ธ 4:59 duration
๐ ID: 9469466
๐ Lyrics
We set out
On a path
Those that passed
Made me think
All we've lost
At what a cost
Friends that's gone
Makes me weak
In the week
In the weeks, gone
In the week
(Played on the floor)
(Played in the church)
In the weeks
(Played in the streets)
(Played in the doors)
(Played in the creeks)
In the weeks
(Played in the war)
(Between death and childhood)
(Walkin' through my mind's hood)
Goin' home
(Family thinkin')
Played on the floor
Played in the church
Played in the streets
Played in the doors
Played in the creeks
Played in the war
Between death and childhood
Walkin' through my mind's hood
Family thinkin' it's all good
But they'll never understand a man
Who was once a child
Now with a lost his smile
Now in the eyes of an angel, tangle
Goodie said there's no obtuse
There's no truth, just war
I came up with schwag blunts and battle raps
My words were my armor
And my words' a mask
From my tragic lapse
Afraid of my own hand
With no idea why the young guys had to die
Inhale, exhale on the life side
Dreamin' of a time where we all got high
Smokey-eyed teenagers in the back woods
With backpacks
Stack full of mixtape lingo when the strangers pass
Gas face
Blast from the past, 10th grade
We out by the shore
Throwin' rocks to the storm
Like pine needle, and blind Segal
We all resigned
Took to ground lookin' toward an infinite sky
Lookin' towardd the end and I'll try
Dreamin' of a place where we all could fly
Free is the birds that circle me in my sleep
And hush the nightmares
'Cause this world's playin' for keeps
Slept on the benches
Slept in the hallways
Slept under bridges in Salem heatwaves
Woke up on the porch to watch the sun change
Sun rise, sun rays
One blind, one day
Life turned simple now mundane
Hair once pepper now salt-grey
Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
We set out (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
On a path
Those that passed (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
Made me think
All we've lost
At what a cost
Friend that's gone (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
Makes me weak
We lost everything
We lost Jim
Remember hearing elevators as they walked him
Me and you and ya mama and the church move
Starin' after silent why it's him and not you
What a friend shouldn't do
Passed a court of sadness
'Round the table with you
Addicted in my youth but they're tablin' you
Always knew I was more unstable than you
Now and then I hear voices in the crash
And all the waves seems lonely
How we made it pass
And nothing sooths the pain of choop when I sleep
For reasons unsaid this world's playin' for keeps
And life seems simple now mundane
Hair once pepper now salt-grey
Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
In the week
In the week
In the week, gone
In the week
(Played on the floor)
(Played in the church)
In the week
(Played in the streets)
(Played in the doors)
(Played in the creeks)
In the weeks
(Played in the war)
(Between death and childhood)
(Walkin' through my mind's hood)
Goin' home
(Family thinkin')
Goin' home
Goin' home
Goin' home
Goin' home
On a path
Those that passed
Made me think
All we've lost
At what a cost
Friends that's gone
Makes me weak
In the week
In the weeks, gone
In the week
(Played on the floor)
(Played in the church)
In the weeks
(Played in the streets)
(Played in the doors)
(Played in the creeks)
In the weeks
(Played in the war)
(Between death and childhood)
(Walkin' through my mind's hood)
Goin' home
(Family thinkin')
Played on the floor
Played in the church
Played in the streets
Played in the doors
Played in the creeks
Played in the war
Between death and childhood
Walkin' through my mind's hood
Family thinkin' it's all good
But they'll never understand a man
Who was once a child
Now with a lost his smile
Now in the eyes of an angel, tangle
Goodie said there's no obtuse
There's no truth, just war
I came up with schwag blunts and battle raps
My words were my armor
And my words' a mask
From my tragic lapse
Afraid of my own hand
With no idea why the young guys had to die
Inhale, exhale on the life side
Dreamin' of a time where we all got high
Smokey-eyed teenagers in the back woods
With backpacks
Stack full of mixtape lingo when the strangers pass
Gas face
Blast from the past, 10th grade
We out by the shore
Throwin' rocks to the storm
Like pine needle, and blind Segal
We all resigned
Took to ground lookin' toward an infinite sky
Lookin' towardd the end and I'll try
Dreamin' of a place where we all could fly
Free is the birds that circle me in my sleep
And hush the nightmares
'Cause this world's playin' for keeps
Slept on the benches
Slept in the hallways
Slept under bridges in Salem heatwaves
Woke up on the porch to watch the sun change
Sun rise, sun rays
One blind, one day
Life turned simple now mundane
Hair once pepper now salt-grey
Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
We set out (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
On a path
Those that passed (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
Made me think
All we've lost
At what a cost
Friend that's gone (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
Makes me weak
We lost everything
We lost Jim
Remember hearing elevators as they walked him
Me and you and ya mama and the church move
Starin' after silent why it's him and not you
What a friend shouldn't do
Passed a court of sadness
'Round the table with you
Addicted in my youth but they're tablin' you
Always knew I was more unstable than you
Now and then I hear voices in the crash
And all the waves seems lonely
How we made it pass
And nothing sooths the pain of choop when I sleep
For reasons unsaid this world's playin' for keeps
And life seems simple now mundane
Hair once pepper now salt-grey
Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
In the week
In the week
In the week, gone
In the week
(Played on the floor)
(Played in the church)
In the week
(Played in the streets)
(Played in the doors)
(Played in the creeks)
In the weeks
(Played in the war)
(Between death and childhood)
(Walkin' through my mind's hood)
Goin' home
(Family thinkin')
Goin' home
Goin' home
Goin' home
Goin' home
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.98] We set out
[00:16.02] On a path
[00:18.92] Those that passed
[00:21.64] Made me think
[00:24.64] All we've lost
[00:27.21] At what a cost
[00:30.15] Friends that's gone
[00:33.48] Makes me weak
[00:36.73] In the week
[00:39.67] In the weeks, gone
[00:45.16] In the week
[00:47.49] (Played on the floor)
[00:48.73] (Played in the church)
[00:49.57] In the weeks
[00:50.38] (Played in the streets)
[00:51.15] (Played in the doors)
[00:51.77] (Played in the creeks)
[00:52.30] In the weeks
[00:53.28] (Played in the war)
[00:53.73] (Between death and childhood)
[00:54.70] (Walkin' through my mind's hood)
[00:56.37] Goin' home
[00:57.46] (Family thinkin')
[00:59.42] Played on the floor
[01:00.31] Played in the church
[01:01.46] Played in the streets
[01:02.21] Played in the doors
[01:03.17] Played in the creeks
[01:04.01] Played in the war
[01:05.47] Between death and childhood
[01:06.59] Walkin' through my mind's hood
[01:08.20] Family thinkin' it's all good
[01:10.68] But they'll never understand a man
[01:12.60] Who was once a child
[01:14.54] Now with a lost his smile
[01:15.61] Now in the eyes of an angel, tangle
[01:17.32] Goodie said there's no obtuse
[01:20.38] There's no truth, just war
[01:22.51] I came up with schwag blunts and battle raps
[01:24.46] My words were my armor
[01:26.25] And my words' a mask
[01:27.85] From my tragic lapse
[01:29.85] Afraid of my own hand
[01:30.88] With no idea why the young guys had to die
[01:33.83] Inhale, exhale on the life side
[01:36.02] Dreamin' of a time where we all got high
[01:39.13] Smokey-eyed teenagers in the back woods
[01:41.68] With backpacks
[01:42.94] Stack full of mixtape lingo when the strangers pass
[01:45.40] Gas face
[01:46.72] Blast from the past, 10th grade
[01:47.94] We out by the shore
[01:49.49] Throwin' rocks to the storm
[01:50.98] Like pine needle, and blind Segal
[01:52.76] We all resigned
[01:54.70] Took to ground lookin' toward an infinite sky
[01:57.03] Lookin' towardd the end and I'll try
[01:59.58] Dreamin' of a place where we all could fly
[02:02.57] Free is the birds that circle me in my sleep
[02:05.45] And hush the nightmares
[02:07.24] 'Cause this world's playin' for keeps
[02:09.16] Slept on the benches
[02:10.34] Slept in the hallways
[02:11.20] Slept under bridges in Salem heatwaves
[02:15.17] Woke up on the porch to watch the sun change
[02:17.37] Sun rise, sun rays
[02:18.91] One blind, one day
[02:21.48] Life turned simple now mundane
[02:23.35] Hair once pepper now salt-grey
[02:26.52] Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
[02:29.53] Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
[02:33.11] We set out (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:36.58] On a path
[02:39.10] Those that passed (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:41.99] Made me think
[02:44.60] All we've lost
[02:47.72] At what a cost
[02:50.34] Friend that's gone (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:53.29] Makes me weak
[02:56.15] We lost everything
[02:57.85] We lost Jim
[02:58.91] Remember hearing elevators as they walked him
[03:00.89] Me and you and ya mama and the church move
[03:03.93] Starin' after silent why it's him and not you
[03:07.19] What a friend shouldn't do
[03:10.06] Passed a court of sadness
[03:11.43] 'Round the table with you
[03:12.51] Addicted in my youth but they're tablin' you
[03:14.73] Always knew I was more unstable than you
[03:18.90] Now and then I hear voices in the crash
[03:22.28] And all the waves seems lonely
[03:24.15] How we made it pass
[03:25.34] And nothing sooths the pain of choop when I sleep
[03:27.12] For reasons unsaid this world's playin' for keeps
[03:30.46] And life seems simple now mundane
[03:32.50] Hair once pepper now salt-grey
[03:36.29] Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
[03:39.16] Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
[03:41.38] In the week
[03:43.85] In the week
[03:46.88] In the week, gone
[03:52.63] In the week
[03:55.56] (Played on the floor)
[03:56.27] (Played in the church)
[03:57.01] In the week
[03:57.85] (Played in the streets)
[03:58.66] (Played in the doors)
[03:59.13] (Played in the creeks)
[03:59.99] In the weeks
[04:00.64] (Played in the war)
[04:01.59] (Between death and childhood)
[04:02.02] (Walkin' through my mind's hood)
[04:02.54] Goin' home
[04:03.39] (Family thinkin')
[04:07.56] Goin' home
[04:15.74] Goin' home
[04:20.74] Goin' home
[04:26.48] Goin' home
[04:30.36]
[00:16.02] On a path
[00:18.92] Those that passed
[00:21.64] Made me think
[00:24.64] All we've lost
[00:27.21] At what a cost
[00:30.15] Friends that's gone
[00:33.48] Makes me weak
[00:36.73] In the week
[00:39.67] In the weeks, gone
[00:45.16] In the week
[00:47.49] (Played on the floor)
[00:48.73] (Played in the church)
[00:49.57] In the weeks
[00:50.38] (Played in the streets)
[00:51.15] (Played in the doors)
[00:51.77] (Played in the creeks)
[00:52.30] In the weeks
[00:53.28] (Played in the war)
[00:53.73] (Between death and childhood)
[00:54.70] (Walkin' through my mind's hood)
[00:56.37] Goin' home
[00:57.46] (Family thinkin')
[00:59.42] Played on the floor
[01:00.31] Played in the church
[01:01.46] Played in the streets
[01:02.21] Played in the doors
[01:03.17] Played in the creeks
[01:04.01] Played in the war
[01:05.47] Between death and childhood
[01:06.59] Walkin' through my mind's hood
[01:08.20] Family thinkin' it's all good
[01:10.68] But they'll never understand a man
[01:12.60] Who was once a child
[01:14.54] Now with a lost his smile
[01:15.61] Now in the eyes of an angel, tangle
[01:17.32] Goodie said there's no obtuse
[01:20.38] There's no truth, just war
[01:22.51] I came up with schwag blunts and battle raps
[01:24.46] My words were my armor
[01:26.25] And my words' a mask
[01:27.85] From my tragic lapse
[01:29.85] Afraid of my own hand
[01:30.88] With no idea why the young guys had to die
[01:33.83] Inhale, exhale on the life side
[01:36.02] Dreamin' of a time where we all got high
[01:39.13] Smokey-eyed teenagers in the back woods
[01:41.68] With backpacks
[01:42.94] Stack full of mixtape lingo when the strangers pass
[01:45.40] Gas face
[01:46.72] Blast from the past, 10th grade
[01:47.94] We out by the shore
[01:49.49] Throwin' rocks to the storm
[01:50.98] Like pine needle, and blind Segal
[01:52.76] We all resigned
[01:54.70] Took to ground lookin' toward an infinite sky
[01:57.03] Lookin' towardd the end and I'll try
[01:59.58] Dreamin' of a place where we all could fly
[02:02.57] Free is the birds that circle me in my sleep
[02:05.45] And hush the nightmares
[02:07.24] 'Cause this world's playin' for keeps
[02:09.16] Slept on the benches
[02:10.34] Slept in the hallways
[02:11.20] Slept under bridges in Salem heatwaves
[02:15.17] Woke up on the porch to watch the sun change
[02:17.37] Sun rise, sun rays
[02:18.91] One blind, one day
[02:21.48] Life turned simple now mundane
[02:23.35] Hair once pepper now salt-grey
[02:26.52] Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
[02:29.53] Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
[02:33.11] We set out (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:36.58] On a path
[02:39.10] Those that passed (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:41.99] Made me think
[02:44.60] All we've lost
[02:47.72] At what a cost
[02:50.34] Friend that's gone (Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays)
[02:53.29] Makes me weak
[02:56.15] We lost everything
[02:57.85] We lost Jim
[02:58.91] Remember hearing elevators as they walked him
[03:00.89] Me and you and ya mama and the church move
[03:03.93] Starin' after silent why it's him and not you
[03:07.19] What a friend shouldn't do
[03:10.06] Passed a court of sadness
[03:11.43] 'Round the table with you
[03:12.51] Addicted in my youth but they're tablin' you
[03:14.73] Always knew I was more unstable than you
[03:18.90] Now and then I hear voices in the crash
[03:22.28] And all the waves seems lonely
[03:24.15] How we made it pass
[03:25.34] And nothing sooths the pain of choop when I sleep
[03:27.12] For reasons unsaid this world's playin' for keeps
[03:30.46] And life seems simple now mundane
[03:32.50] Hair once pepper now salt-grey
[03:36.29] Salt water cleans the wound but the scar stays
[03:39.16] Stichin' up the pieces while the song plays
[03:41.38] In the week
[03:43.85] In the week
[03:46.88] In the week, gone
[03:52.63] In the week
[03:55.56] (Played on the floor)
[03:56.27] (Played in the church)
[03:57.01] In the week
[03:57.85] (Played in the streets)
[03:58.66] (Played in the doors)
[03:59.13] (Played in the creeks)
[03:59.99] In the weeks
[04:00.64] (Played in the war)
[04:01.59] (Between death and childhood)
[04:02.02] (Walkin' through my mind's hood)
[04:02.54] Goin' home
[04:03.39] (Family thinkin')
[04:07.56] Goin' home
[04:15.74] Goin' home
[04:20.74] Goin' home
[04:26.48] Goin' home
[04:30.36]