​stone deluxe - No need to grieve

★ intro ★
Ah, alright, last take, last take
Ah, i hope this doesn’t fuck up

★ chorus ★
I had to sober up, ‘cause i forgot what sober was
I still love getting high, but moreso i love getting funds
Do you trust me, do you not? these pedals turn to dust
In time, but time is an illusion, and the pedals plucked
And our time is up, what will be is the same as was
Can’t kill me in a way that does, only in the ways that don’t
Matter to me anymore, so detached from skin and bone
When you leave, i’ll lock the door, when, not if, that’s how it goes

★ verse 1 ★
People come and go, people came and went
I’m mr. game & watch, ‘cause i’m too dement
Might forget some shit, or might lash out when in distress
I accept my flaws and love myself for all my mess
All of my shortcomings surface when you show up short
If i feel owed, i’ll have to tail you to the ends of earth
I try to let things go, though, i’ve seen how they hold the hurt
And it doesn’t work, this the tip of ‘bergs
I’ve grown colder as the years have passed
Bolder, but i’m not as brash
Boulder, i’m no longer brass
Bullish, when i torch her wax
Bearish, when i see the cracks
Bare my skin to feel the axe
Fear of death, i’ve learned to lack
Things i’ve done, i’ve earned the flak

★ chorus ★
I had to sober up, ‘cause i forgot what sober was
I still love getting high, but moreso i love getting funds
Do you trust me, do you not? these pedals turn to dust
In time, but time is an illusion, and the pedals plucked
And our time is up, what will be is the same as was
Can’t kill me in a way that does, only in the ways that don’t
Matter to me anymore, so detached from skin and bone
When you leave, i’ll lock the door, when, not if, that’s how it goes

★ verse 2 ★
And i might lock the door, but you can always knock
We can turn the page, but can’t turn back the clock
Some people caused me pain, but pain is how i’m taught
So you can feel a way, but that’s not what i want
What would i want versus what i need
Me versus me, my mimic tear falls down my cheek
Don’t have to speak, know what you think, tales for my shrink
Back from the brink, bluffs calling me, just let it ring
Gusts at my back, wind under wings, dove in my hand
Two in the trees, shirt in the sand, heart on the sleeve
And my blood on the leaves
But there’s no need to grieve
No, there’s no need to grieve