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Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9


Artist: Atmosphere
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 2007

Mattress Lyrics - Sad Clown Bad Summer Number 9 - Atmosphere

[Chorus 2X] 

 

All your secrets stay safe 

All your liars will lay 

All your stories are staged 

On that mattress 

 

Ain't no way to ignore yourself 

A lot to say, no one to tell 

We all think that you're so cool cause nobody knows that nobody knows you 

Paint brush color up them flaws 

Break up send them broken laws 

You can't share all the facts with a home made crosshair on your back 

Everybody wanna tell the tale 

Like the chips might fall but they never fail 

You still don't realize, take a look around 

Do we seem surprised 

So we don't even need to know 

About the poor decisions that feed your growth 

Nah, we just wanna see the now what 

Can you keep a secret, can you keep your mouth shut 

 

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[Chorus 2X] 

 

You can't even tell your mirror 

Anyone can seem so sincere 

Watch whatever you volunteer 

Voices argue all over here 

 

She was pointing at a hand 

When she said let's move this ball to the bed 

First time on the field hit a homerun 

Wash your hands, don't tell no one 

Better check yourself 

Cause the best part of you the part kept to self 

Will never forget how it felt 

Look at how well you dealt with the guilt now 

 

[Chorus 2X] 

 

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You gotta secret but everybody does 

And the whole damn courtroom wanna be the judge 

You don't wanna be distracted 

And take our minds off our own malpractice 

Everybody talk about their past 

Like today's mistake is gonna be the last 

We wanna see behind your mask 

Like we ain't got our backyard to trash 

Well this one drink and drive 

And that one there, she (?) wife 

Broken promises, deadbeat dads 

Overdoses, and one night stands 

Let's all make a mess 

And try to project some kind of perfection 

And let me sing you a song 

Cause I ain't the first thing you ever did wrong 

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