Less One Lyrics - Sad Clown Bad Spring - Atmosphere

(Chorus: x2) 

Less one, just might lose breath 

Read me, my right's I've left 

Less one, just might lose breath 

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(Verse 1:) 

A routine stop, that's what he called it 

Registration, glovebox, license, wallet 

There's blood on the drivers face and neck 

So his police senses suspects it's a domestic 

The girl looked like she took one to the eye 

With his hand on the gun he says 'drop the keys outside' 

Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why? ' 

Now the gun's coming out the holster, that's his reply 

Passenger seat starts to scream 

Like she ain't ever seen the same thing on the TV screen 

'Mam - shut your motherfucking mouth 

And sir - may I suggest that you unbuckle and get out' 

Door opens, left leg touched down 

Within a split second upper torso was on the ground 

Like god damn, you could've snapped his spine 

Pigs knee to the back, hog-tied by the swine 

Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears 

And the driver's on the concrete yelling and swearing 

Officer got a little bit lost in the zone 

It all took him back to childhood, home sweet home 

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(Chorus x2) 

(Verse 2:) 

Doesn't understand the reasoning for being lenient 

And won't give you the chance for anything but obediance 

He got that from his drunk old man 

Heavy-fisted bag of piss used to throw those hands 

That's why he never goes easy on kids 

He's got his own kids now, he knows exactly how it is 

Now last week he caught his son smoking speed 

So if you meet you might catch a couple broken teeth 

Sometimes it can get so intense 

Profiling the type that likes to put dick up in his princess 

It used to be hippy's, then it was black dudes 

Now she only fools around with loosers, with tattoos 

Well fuck em all, get on the ground dirt ball 

And sing hymns for the sins that protect and serve ya'll 

Peace disturbed, eat that curve 

Or you're looking down the barrel of steel made of nerves 

Puts his life into his work and work back into life 

So wife thinks he's a jerk 

Ain't no tellin what them boots might do 

If she leaves him for someone that looks like you 

(Chorus)