The Night of the Bowl - Ian Post

I know there's nothing you could have done I'm sorry, but this is the way it has to be My hands are tied You need to stop, but I'm afraid this is ceaseless Could you at least Pick up the pieces Don't super glue the rush shut But make sure the shaft comes out flush Use duct tape to take the sharp shapes and make them smooth enough for strong puffs I know there's nothing you could do Nothing to pull your smoke into To blow it in my face And fake some worth in you I broke the bong popping off like Hasselhoff And I think I should go bruhah, and save I need to smoke some shit before I fucking lose it The price is right to buy a new strong bong Long live my fucking bong Long live my new bong Ah I seriously don't have shit now what the fuck It's over and over again It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this This is over and over again How can I forget this It's over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again It certainly is What's done has done Now I'll make my own mistake And have fun while I kill someone For the death of an old bowl's sake For the death of an old friend's sake

When the stars are in the skies Make a wish then close your eyes Are you dreaming Angels singing Everything is right It's the magic of the night Far horizons made of snow Bring the hopes each child will know Someone's dreaming Bells are ringing Everything is white It's the magic of the night High up in the sky Can you see a shining light Can it be that we can see An angel who is flying, flying Can an angel lose their way Who of us on earth can say Someone's dreaming Angels singing Everything is right It's the magic of the night High up in the sky Can you see a shining light Can it be that we can see An angel who is flying, flying When the stars are in the skies Make a wish then close your eyes Are you dreaming Bells are ringing Angels are in flight It's the magic of the night Angels are in flight It's the magic of the night

You will never be the one, but you will be yet another one. Its true that I may have told you things, Like that I'll love you indefinitely But I only tell lies to get inside you and plant these dreams. Then I will let them bloom and consume you beneath the seams. You will be left there all alone, Whilst I go planting dreams. Then you'll learn what you should have known, I never loved you or so it seems... Because I will still try to tempt you with happy things. But the tears of the night will beg you to let it be... I will hurt you And tell you anything to be the one who Can be your everything. I will hurt you And tell you anything to be the one who Can be your everything.

Those beneath us are the ones who need us You've let somebody else take our place Cry us a river Cross your little fingers You've let somebody else take our place I'm addicted to conception of affectionate narration Hang the king, elect the bleak reflection of perfection A bald man's statue in the middle of a square I love this land, dog Express the extraordinary need for demonstration Build the bigger and balder piece of bloody meditation A black building, white building, green building, people singing: I love this land, but Mother of god Was all of it worth it? Don't stand in the doorway Oh, don't block up the hall WE ARE DONE Christmas present Life is not that pleasant All those idols are not worth your time The words are forgotten They're drowning in the water Where's the beauty in your ordinary life? We're fallen idols Begging for your kindness Do you remember all the songs we used to play? We bow in your presence Hope you buy our record Don't let somebody else take our place

I'ma take a Bud Light break, ah, ah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright How you expecting awards when you ain't put in work? And I just got off the phone, yeah, with my realtor And I've been eating so good that, bitch, my belly broke And I might cop that Mulsanne cause, bitch, that Bentley talk Put that sauce on that bitch real quick Put that ice on that wrist real slick Girl, I know you know my wallet's real thick And I'm wonderin', wonderin' what you're drinking I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my goddamn jewelry, yeah Hey, I just hopped out the foreign, looking so pretty, yeah And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion You know that White Iverson, no, keep that jewelry tucked And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck Girl, I'm zoned out, I feel my Xans Ain't nobody understand It's you and I, go and call your friends Let's get a lot of kerosene You gon' ride that bump-and-grind Yeah, let me see that double-time You ain't gotta tell them hoes because they know, yeah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my God damn jewelry Tell me, who do you call? When the night gets long And you're sitting by the phone 'Cause all those drugs wore off I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life