The Priziest Horse - Sole
Artist : “Sole”
Song title : “The Priziest Horse”
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im not the priziest horse or the classiest fighter
With shattered glass in my voice
Writing my name on the wall with the fingers my highschool gave me; im still
Counting electric sheep at night
In love with an electric blanket
In fact i make love with electric outlets
In my sleep
Its all flying pigs and things that want me dead;
When im awake
It isnt much different its not them versus us
the battle wages over future addictions
Somethings missing
And i cant quite focus on it
Oh
It must be the disappearing act we all put with our dreams
Theyll never find me as long as i keep smudging off into the background
And continue to sink through the sidewalk with my head under a bench
To see
Who hears me
Narrating their lives by the way they hold their money so tight
So they could send their kids off
But the best historians sleep on benches
Why is everybody sleeping on benches?
Ive been a rock as long as ive lived
Since everything has to be a nobel prize winner
I shouldve quit when i saved the ozone
I should have known if i cant feel the ones i came with
Its a good time to rest
And hold fear at bay like some hold the margins they need to survive in
Barely alive
And you want me to lighten up?
Make an angel on the beach or pick a boquet in your garden
Call me when they drop redemption upon you like a piano
Record the noise it makes when it flattens your hands
Then you realize it was only a dream and you were tied to a tree the whole time
Watching friends drag by cause they cant look at the scars under your eyes
Burned to hell covered by locusts
theyre trying to quote us
Now that they finally broke us into ridiculous names and meaningless titles
I wont forget
the little things escape
Through the pores in my skin so i can pour it on thick
And watch them scurry to escape the glass
Leave the collection
And have a life of their own
Well get rich youll hate it too
I promise
Chorus
In this life all i have
A falling sky in my arms
Its not that heavy
Make pretend
Its someone elses party
What a gas
Shaking the hands that never trembles and always land on my feet
At this present elevation
I cant see past my feet
Between gods bald spots where the sky stops
Im one of the earths latest gallstones
Despite all the america going on
Its all rome
Go get unstuck
Dont lose sleep til you cant find solace
In the fact that you can barely control yourself let alone
Were all tied down; since our wings got clipped
And lately cant sing enough
In the party that never ends
Cause no one knows how to clean up the mess
Whats up with all the gags?
Everyone around me has these holes drilled through em
And someone on the other side is trying to figure it out dying to be someone
Killing to be recognized as something that youre not
Well since were all so into introductions
Dont forget your names
Since you love yourself so much
Keep it away from me
Cause ive baked under artificial lights with artificial girls
And that sinking feeling theres someone sleeping inside my sleepless body
Quit playing kid games with your old tongue
Til you can find someone to buy future epiphanies from heres one
I live in the city and leave everything alone
Yesterday it was all tv
After all is said and done
We barely have memories
So i write what i feel
Sue me if its empty
Imagine that
Im barely human
Im barely human
Chorus
In this life all i have
A falling sky in my arms
Its not that heavy
Make pretend
Its someone elses party
What a gas