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WEB lyrics by Swaine

Refrain
I just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the depths

Verse
Get it through your head
I keep everything protected and blessed
Like priest in a bulletproof vest
Aim for the chest but I shoot for the head
Give you something to digest, I spin webs
Running ‘round Toronto like a chicken with a net
And I’m coming down to young just to get a little neck
Looking like a bird Blue Jay in a sunroof
Wondering the earth, one mistake and it’s all poof
That’s how it really be
Sounding like a fucking meme
But listen to my sentances the way I frame ‘em lyricaly
Now that is what I like to see
Lost inside a four by four room, only look at trees
Only listening, screaming just listen to me
Reflect on why I’m not hot
Why I gotta watch something weird happen
Suddenly and it’s up to me
I’ve been told not to put it on myself
But I put it on myself on my psyche and my chest
That I carry with my neck, that I carry with my head
That I’m not the fucking one, not yet
Never get it first attempt
I’m never so lucky, life gets kinda fucky sometimes
But it’s alright
Waking only in the dark, no light
Bravo Six, going dark and I’m feeling like Price
I don’t wanna look at prices I just wanna fucking buy
So I make soundbites
Ten thousand hour life
If you got it then you got it
If you don’t get right, yeah, get right, yo

Refrain
I just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the depths
Just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the depths

Verse
Everybody a critic
Everybody a angel
When someone else get to sinnin’
Leave me alone I’m just singing
In my room writing lyrics
I just wanna record
I hate the feeling of boredom
Gotta get all the money and spend it on more than the rent
I’m writing ‘till morning
Tired of seeing same shit every morning
And afternoon evening
Through the night, even
Everytime I walk into a room another event
Fuck the ceiling, I’m going past the heavens
And the scenic, and the scenic
No limit on the boy
When I’m playing with the beat like it’s a toy
And it still gets im word to Troy, -oy, uh
Word to Troy, o-o-o-y, oy, yo

Refrain
I just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the -, yo
I just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the depths
I just ate but I’m not full yet
I gotta full plate to be sent to the depths, yeah