Me
Title | Me |
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Artist | Atmosphere |
Album | When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold |
Release Date | 2008-04-22 |
Description | “Me” is an autobiographical song of sorts from Slug, talking about his childhood and the man he’s become now; flaws and all. |
Lyrics | Yeah, the child in the mirror was homely So he learned early on how to switch into low key Little person, observant and accurate Grew the skills to argue and the passion to back it with Kick over the blocks just to rebuild 'em His mom and pop used to pop, sound familiar? Daddy had to leave, but Mama kept hurtin' So he stepped up to help be an anchor and a burden And right around the same time Started noticin' girls, but they wouldn't pay him any mind And if they ever did, he got nervous You shoulda seen him practice on his hand for his first kiss Even though he was too young to hunt and gather Hungry puppy had to learn how to front and swagger It didn't matter, it was all self-esteem At sixteen, you only needed one on your team And mom and dad was never getting back together So he was on some "We gonna make it last forever" Basically married right out of high school Five years of gettin' high and fightin' at a drive-thru And when he hit twenty-one, they made a son But on his twenty-second birthday, their relationship was done Now he's got a best friend instead of a wife But he feels like he stole the best years of her life After that, it was one codependent to the next A lotta love, a lotta hate and a little bit of great sex Self-learning in between the self-loathing Strangled in a cycle, can't feel yourself choking Some of them would overlap, some of them would double-back None of 'em deserved to be exposed to all the trouble That he posed, strike one? Not even out of fear He don't even do rough sex, you bite him and he's outta here Make no mistake he puts the man in manipulate And he's attracted to the women that reciprocate Y'all can kick karma till it's gettin' late Until mama's little drama is the topic of the big debate You might also likeAnd now a days the confidence is off the page 'Cause women are attracted to that clown on the stage He's only in town for a handful of hours But Rapunzel wanna come down and dance in the flowers Wanna make her smile? Wanna make her laugh? Wanna make up for the mistakes in the past? Wanna act like he doesn't know better If payback's a bitch, he'll be in debt forever Insecure, impatient Temporary gratification, self-validation That's what it's made of it's all true And it's the only reason that he's even talkin' to you Who? [Hook] You can try to fix my broken wings You can know all the words to the songs I sing But you don't need to know what's wrong with me Unless you think you gonna come home with me You can try to fix my broken wings You can know all the words to the songs I sing But you don't need to know what's wrong with me Unless you think you gonna come home with me (Come here) You can try to fix my broken wings You can know all the words to the songs I sing But you don't need to know what's wrong with me Unless you think you gonna come home with me You can try to fix my broken wings You can know all the words to the songs I sing But you don't need to know what's wrong with me Unless you think you gonna come home with me |