Some relationships are driven by angst and perpetuated by horrible expectations, when the outcome isn’t always as expected. Folks in this situation never seem to realize there is another scenario where they are happy. If you expect the worst, and think about the worst, you might get the worst.
lyrics
Talking Intro:
Anybody know this story? Go ahead. You can raise your hand. I hope it’s not too familiar, but ya’ll know somebody.
Verse:
I got my hands on the wheel. I see you calling and texting.
Must be mad for real, but I’ll see ya’ll in a second.
Damn. For motives that I don’t know now, I’m mentally prepping for what’s about to go down.
In circles, I go ‘round. Mm hm. What size proportion’s about to get blown out.
Pull up in the driveway. Stay in the garage. Let the song in the ride play.
Been a long day, but I don’t go out like a sucker.
I inhale all the courage I can muster.
I hear the kids on the other side of the door,
sounding innocent, not expecting a war.
And now the dog’s barking. There’s no way to ignore it.
No sneaking in, I finally go for it.
Hey. How’s everybody doing?
Ok. Yep, I’m home.
Just got home from work. Give me a minute.
I want to sit on my ass, but you up in it, right?
Let me get my shoes off first.
Before you flip and give my bubble a burst.
What’d I do this time? Put me on blast.
I know you been brought to a boil, since I saw you last.
Let me have it. You want to go at it. There’s a beer in the fridge,
I’ma grab it, crack it and let you go rabid.
Standing at the stove, stirring mac and cheese.
Oh, it’s the silent treatment with your back to me?
I know what you’re doing. You’re stewing.
Putting your argument together, air tight prosecution.
You turn around and give me a glare.
I freeze, as you approach, all I can do is stare.
Ok. Wait a minute. What’s up?
You squeeze me and hug, and show me nothing but love.
Wait. What was that? Of course.
You squeeze me and hug, and show me nothing but love.
Chorus:
You feed off, the cycle of hate. Just stop it.
Dream on, with your old lady or drop it.
Make up, or break up, the way you throw rocks and,
wake up, ‘cause that situation is toxic.
Talking: Got me chewing bubble gum out here. Get that Bazooka Joe wrapper off of there and just break a tooth off.
credits
from Cygnus Opus,
released June 15, 2018
Produced by the Dust Collectors.
North Carolina MC Big Pooh tells it like it is, detail for gritty detail, aided by L'Orange, Steve Roxx, and Apollo Brown. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2015
