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This Is A Song. (ft. the Momus)

from If You Can Hear This by Dug & Happy Tooth

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lyrics

(Chorus)
This is a song to forget all of your problems to.
This is a bomb, kinda like what you'd see on the news.
This is a song to forget all of your problems to.
Nowadays we don't really got a lot to lose.
This is a song to forget all of your problems to.
Everything can only get better I promise you.
This is a song for all the homies in denial.
That know nobody can reconcile with just a smile.

(Happy Tooth)
I don't wanna write about how great I am.
Or how I hate the man but this cage is cramped.
Or how my favorite band is gonna play again
but no one will stay for them.
Sometimes I hate this pen with my patience thin.
Face displays a razor grin,
some lights are made to dim.
So I'm fading then,
but wait a bit for the blazing end.
It's all fake pretend,
like the money at the bottom of my pockets.
Showin up late again,
feels funny calling all of my problems topics.
Fuck these troubles,
bloody knuckles,
punctured muscles,
stepped in muddy puddles,
no one wants to struggle,
rappin over stomach rumbles.
Sick of distrust,
living cigarette butts.
Always stuck in the same shit,
the prison is us.
We don't stand a damn chance
writing what your hands cant.
Self expressions violent like a slam dance.
It's hard to move on and not do wrong
when everything's cruel life becomes
a long blues song.
Truths gone,
and I've been a basket case
that's half awake.
So everyone just back away.
I rap about reality,
guess that I always will.
It's either that get paid hourly,
die, or swallow pills.
It's all for thrills
or maybe over-indulgence.
There's no way to solve this
with hopeless impulses.
I wanna write about how all my ghosts are dead
and I can go to bed overfed
with no regrets in my broken head.

(Chorus)

(the Momus)

Now I've wandered aimlessly,
and I've pondered just the same.
Often laundered shamelessly,
while I"m squanderin for change.
But my honors just the same,
cause there's honor in the shame.
There's shame in our pride
and there's pride in our pain.
Too much pride in this game.
Too much time spent in vain.
Wasted time to explain
reasons why I don't change.
Guess I'll die just the same
with my past life to blame.
Like to say I'd be amazed
if no ones cryin at my grave.
To desire I'm enslaved,
entire life I have craved.
Lightin pipes night and day
until I'm tyin off my veins.
Fight or flight,
still ingrained.
Yes I like to escape,
like to fade away,
like the pain at bay,
but the pain remains.
So words I wrote,
words of hope.
Alongside hurtful words I spoke.
Word as hope
is just a hurtful joke.
A long time spent just hurtin folks.
A long line of amends,
a road to friends or foe
to mend my woes,
yet another chapter in my life
I intend to close.

(Chorus)

(Dug)

Half-assed past
and yet I can't stop watching it.
Gain perspective
on the wreckage
by etching it on a monument.
I'll admit my songs are all
a bad news burial plot.
You can find me where the miracles not.
Dude looks like a lady left him.
All his hooks are angry questions.
Successfully argued against hope.
I clearly have such great intentions.
Dogs don't eat dogs
people do.
In fact people eat people too.
And I'm not saying that I wanna play dumb
but I thought this was what I had wanted to escape from.
Fishing in polluted streams.
Living the confusing dream.
It isn't what it used to be,
it's so much better.
Yep.
Everything's as I imagined it.
Imaginary but immaculate.
I'm a fragile fractal
passing for passionate.
Some days I even believe that;s accurate.
Nihilist refrigerator magnets.
Consider that my catnip.
At this point I can't even shut my cabinets.
They say it's a habit,
well yeah but its a classic.
Bear with me,
the whimsy's getting flimsy.
No wait, bear witness.
This whole business is a sickness.

(This is a song.)x4

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from If You Can Hear This, released March 8, 2016

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