Issue No 115 Lush Lyrics
LUSH by Issue No. 115
[Mr. J. Medeiros:]
She said
You would be high too
If you had to live the life that I do
I view it blindly before he finds me
And reminds me of why my eye droops
I'm alive cus I'm cute and see these jeans
I keep them for the men who love sex with preteens
And think I'm mute
They invest in these dreams to sink my youth
In their sweat
In their spit
See I've been kicked by boots
And then left with each hit to sip my truth
Alone
He said I give these girls a home
I teach them how to live in these streets
You see the love I've shown
It keeps the rocks lit feening the cockpit
The highlife thinking she's my wife
When she is my profit
Just one of three in my pocket
And I'm the reason she would die
If she lied
You see my eye socket she cried
He did it with a table leg
Whips me with a cable
On the days that I'm unable to pay
Alice Amelia - Hook:
It's the eyes that betray you
They were never your best friends
Two liars with the same truth
But the touch don't pretend
[Mr. J. Medeiros:]
Promised something glamorous
Harnessed by a man they trust
Their arms legs and candidness are ours to take advantage of
In cars bars and random truck stops in tandem
A lush stock for any man copping with a hand of bucks
Planted in a land of Bucks they call it manning up
To call a girl who can't stand you up
Bandaging a cut brandishing a gun
Damaged by the mannish ones
Dangerous to those to whom it grows unmanaged
It's the sum of a cruel world
Where girls recruit girls
And leave them on the corner for the troops
Or leave them for the coroner to screw
Or the officers who knew and never told their officers the truth
The coupe once a coffin to the often lost and stranded
Moved into the offices of those we thought upstanding
Moved with all the awfulness of bliss when you caught up in the mist
Taking hits of the softness you have branded
Alice Amelia - Hook:
It's the eyes that betray you
They were never your best friends
Two liars with the same truth
But the touch don't pretend
She said
You would be high too
If you had to live the life that I do
I view it blindly before he finds me
And reminds me of why my eye droops
I'm alive cus I'm cute and see these jeans
I keep them for the men who love sex with preteens
And think I'm mute
They invest in these dreams to sink my youth
In their sweat
In their spit
See I've been kicked by boots
And then left with each hit to sip my truth
Alone
He said I give these girls a home
I teach them how to live in these streets
You see the love I've shown
It keeps the rocks lit feening the cockpit
The highlife thinking she's my wife
When she is my profit
Just one of three in my pocket
And I'm the reason she would die
If she lied
You see my eye socket she cried
He did it with a table leg
Whips me with a cable
On the days that I'm unable to pay
Alice Amelia - Hook:
It's the eyes that betray you
They were never your best friends
Two liars with the same truth
But the touch don't pretend
[Mr. J. Medeiros:]
Promised something glamorous
Harnessed by a man they trust
Their arms legs and candidness are ours to take advantage of
In cars bars and random truck stops in tandem
A lush stock for any man copping with a hand of bucks
Planted in a land of Bucks they call it manning up
To call a girl who can't stand you up
Bandaging a cut brandishing a gun
Damaged by the mannish ones
Dangerous to those to whom it grows unmanaged
It's the sum of a cruel world
Where girls recruit girls
And leave them on the corner for the troops
Or leave them for the coroner to screw
Or the officers who knew and never told their officers the truth
The coupe once a coffin to the often lost and stranded
Moved into the offices of those we thought upstanding
Moved with all the awfulness of bliss when you caught up in the mist
Taking hits of the softness you have branded
Alice Amelia - Hook:
It's the eyes that betray you
They were never your best friends
Two liars with the same truth
But the touch don't pretend