In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Round the corner
Turn the corner, turn
Hell is round the corner
Hot like a sauna
I know I hurt her
When I tell her that I want her
And with this drama
I act like Jeffrey Dahmer
I beat her then I eat her
Nigga's sweet,there's no one sweeter
I think I lost my tweeter
To your pussycats
Do you call your pistols 'gats'?
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her run away
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her
Dream and I'm seein' it
Harmed a girl like Monica
Everyday be like Hanukkah
And change my mind again
Hide off like to find a friend
I call her "enemy"
She says I act like there's ten of me
A sketch for their clone
A dog without a home
But you want more when I was on tour
Told her "you should write a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Told you,"shouldn't run a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Take life on the streets- your own
Made by Grease beats- pure dog
Running with the renegades of NY
Street Dog speak the true talk
Want to talk about crime?
Yeah right!
Stick ups- get in mind to realize
Alright
Run the airtime
Fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped
Niggas gettin' paranoid and void
Then imply Tetth's a bad boy
Just gonna rap about kids that can't cope
Dogs get mad when niggas stand broke
With a phat rope, yo, what a joke!
Shit, I had coke and fifty pound notes
Puffed it for those niggas I know
Far as I know you're a freak if I bone
Like I go
Trix and Milo
I roll with niggas with big machines
Blank sreens, video scenes
Blue, black and green
Niggas with wigs scared the scam clean
And get the cream- know what I mean?
Diggin' the scene with the gasoline
With enough magazines
Them nine to fives,big executives who ride the clock,
There'll be no crime from nine to five.
There be no crime for none of us
Livin' to find those kinds of drugs
With no undercovers
Those motherfuckers can't flop dogs
In any form, this rough cough's quick
I'm sick
Going where the Jungle is clicking
In England the trans-Atlantic
In Harlem where demands don't quit
Levitating and useless debating
In these dvastating times
Don't let her run away
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Don't sleep her love away
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Don't let her run away
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then want to smoke some weed
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Come with a bang bang
It's a hangman gettin' my prayer
My hands can slang bang actors
That have the will to gang slang
That's the type of nigga that can't say,
"you don't go and forget the down times
And the walk while I was with the bad man"
Many to fly right?
Master plan
Miracle flight like Pan-Am
Man,damn!
Sure as the echo
'fore that gonna pump the petrol
Niggas with escorts hide in the get-go
Now lay it in the ghetto
Yeah y'all
I could find life in a Paris metro
While I'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos
In the real
Know the rapper with the black girls
Deliverin' travels with the Maxwells
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a Molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Levitating and useless debating
In these devastating times
Don't let her run away
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Don't sleep her love away
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Don't let her run away
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then want to smoke some weed
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Turn the corner, turn
Hell is round the corner
Hot like a sauna
I know I hurt her
When I tell her that I want her
And with this drama
I act like Jeffrey Dahmer
I beat her then I eat her
Nigga's sweet,there's no one sweeter
I think I lost my tweeter
To your pussycats
Do you call your pistols 'gats'?
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her run away
Don't sleep her love away
Don't let her
Dream and I'm seein' it
Harmed a girl like Monica
Everyday be like Hanukkah
And change my mind again
Hide off like to find a friend
I call her "enemy"
She says I act like there's ten of me
A sketch for their clone
A dog without a home
But you want more when I was on tour
Told her "you should write a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Told you,"shouldn't run a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Take life on the streets- your own
Made by Grease beats- pure dog
Running with the renegades of NY
Street Dog speak the true talk
Want to talk about crime?
Yeah right!
Stick ups- get in mind to realize
Alright
Run the airtime
Fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped
Niggas gettin' paranoid and void
Then imply Tetth's a bad boy
Just gonna rap about kids that can't cope
Dogs get mad when niggas stand broke
With a phat rope, yo, what a joke!
Shit, I had coke and fifty pound notes
Puffed it for those niggas I know
Far as I know you're a freak if I bone
Like I go
Trix and Milo
I roll with niggas with big machines
Blank sreens, video scenes
Blue, black and green
Niggas with wigs scared the scam clean
And get the cream- know what I mean?
Diggin' the scene with the gasoline
With enough magazines
Them nine to fives,big executives who ride the clock,
There'll be no crime from nine to five.
There be no crime for none of us
Livin' to find those kinds of drugs
With no undercovers
Those motherfuckers can't flop dogs
In any form, this rough cough's quick
I'm sick
Going where the Jungle is clicking
In England the trans-Atlantic
In Harlem where demands don't quit
Levitating and useless debating
In these dvastating times
Don't let her run away
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Don't sleep her love away
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Don't let her run away
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then want to smoke some weed
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Come with a bang bang
It's a hangman gettin' my prayer
My hands can slang bang actors
That have the will to gang slang
That's the type of nigga that can't say,
"you don't go and forget the down times
And the walk while I was with the bad man"
Many to fly right?
Master plan
Miracle flight like Pan-Am
Man,damn!
Sure as the echo
'fore that gonna pump the petrol
Niggas with escorts hide in the get-go
Now lay it in the ghetto
Yeah y'all
I could find life in a Paris metro
While I'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos
In the real
Know the rapper with the black girls
Deliverin' travels with the Maxwells
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a Molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Gettin' paid off girls
Rockwells, high L's
Well as drop sales with Stockwell
Street Dog with a molotov cocktail
No no can't stop flowin' no
Levitating and useless debating
In these devastating times
Don't let her run away
While everybody's just doing drugs
And writing melodic rhymes
Don't sleep her love away
Trying to get one
And not get into trouble
I might just be inclined
Don't let her run away
We all got needs
We all do dirty deeds
Now and then want to smoke some weed
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't let her run away
Yeah we're free
Yes we need to be free
Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs
Don't sleep her love away
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