Band Shirts

Yeah
Crush Kill
Take 92
10,000 hours ain’t no body say I’m ill prepared
If I was on the clock probably be a millionaire
Iron will still defying in my villain lair
You’re throwing in the towel softer than a build a bear
It all started the same the variable amount of change
But we were dazed by it right away
I wasn’t stuck in a phase somebody strumming a phrase
Effectively pumping the electricity through my veins
And I remain enamored by the melody and rhythm
Most collar reverence from venues when I rip them
No shredders people capture every fraction of a second
Those fleeting magic moments in between the tragic sentence
A semblance of idol worship but I know we’re connected
You’re the star wish the sky would open by we try to forget
It’s importance as a vital form of catharsis
Supporting artist’s survival for the hardest working artists
The god particle from my creation I’m a fan first
With adolescent trepidation till the dam bursts
A revelation now I’m in the van
Traversing the whole damn earth until it’s covered in band shirts
(Mat Lee)
I got a lot of band shirts, shook hands at merch
I used to camp out for tickets trying to feel this church
Bear witness yo I’m just a fan with certs
And a knack for dealing with the mischievous works
I’m like a cat creeping through these serious nooks
Till I tumble down the rabbit hole feeding me drops
Why the pigs gotta be saying we’re crooks?
I’m just trying to stay alive get high and watch cops
Street team starter pack heart attack caught a cap
Please, remember kids one thing art is rad
Art can be a drag or it can be the salvation
So smoke weed every motherfucking day and be the fad
Blank mind meditation thank my designation
Always tied down to the same five gas stations
Blank mind stargazing yank my arms raising
Stake claim mars baby this bait is ours matey
I’m just trying to break this orbit
From the castle
To the moat
To the obit
Take what I wrote and grow it
Before I buy the farm I gotta try and take the joke and own it