Fuck that Guitar Shit at 3AM Lyrics

Pens aside I don't want to write
Anything I've decided I will improvise
I'll save my pride. I don't want to try
To fit the pieces of another puzzle

Cause if we left it up to entropy
Than we could make a symphony
Eventually the parts would play themselves
If we only spoke of here and now
I would never need another town
It gets freezing, but I think I'd manage

Pens aside I don't want to write
Anything I've decided I will improvise
I'll save my pride, I don't want to try
To fit the pieces of another puzzle

Cause if we stopped to go to sleep
I think we'd lose our empathy
And lately, I've been adhering
To rules of sleep and L.C.D.s
And stolen vocal melodies
I am perfect, but I am not blameless

We could stay up all night long
And we could try and race the sun
We could see it before it's good and ready
We could wrap ourselves in body heat
To combat our identities
With the lights out
It's so god damn peaceful

I was a crooked shooter
An army recruiter
Sending mother's sons to scorching desert lands
With my condescending conscience
In a love affair with death
I would throw the whole damn thing away
If I was particularly stressed

Now I'm a freestyle rapper
A sick rhyme crafter
Spitting poetry I make up on the spot
With my lack of shame outshadowed
Only by my lack of fear
I'm be the proverbial one
With the ticket out of the proverbial here

Pens aside this all feels so right
Can you deny? There can't be any other time than this
Pens aside it might be hell outside
But here it's perfect
Fuck it, we have earned this