Amontillado Casket
By: Wes Luxton
Okay you ready?
Yeah we're ready.
Yeah.
Alright let's do it.
I need something to kill the day,
Invite to the masquerade.
Moscato pop,
The chardonnay,
Spanish wine my sweet escape.
Human mess I wear the stains;
Tie me down what's more restraints?
Laughing tears to hide the pain,
And
Focus what I do today.
Told them I created moments;
Wrote and recorded.
Told them I needed space,
But now I'm out of orbit.
And
I told them I'm an artist,
But now they ain't supportive.
Word to Edgar Allen Poe bro,
I followed the format.
I killed myself a week ago,
Heartbeats under floormats.
And when the raven's flown,
I experience the torment.
Like Danny Phantom's ghost through electrical shortage,
Something about it made me glow every time I do a performance.
And
I follow your words proudly,
Losing track of what you're saying,
What?
Am I confident or stupid if I keep on waiting up?
You leave me in the dark,
And
I know these times are changing us.
Amontillado Casket I can feel the pressure weighing,
Fuck.
Playing tambourines for Juliet,
I love the sound.
Feeling either on the point;
Or beside it now.
It's getting hard to hear my thoughts
Through all the guidance shouts.
Always flashy, mint condition,
Close your trident mouth.
I've been drowning in the waves,
Please calm Poseidon down.
Let me pull these knives back out.
Let me set aside my doubts.
Turn these tables back around.
I need you to hear me out,
Lose myself inside the sound.
I need to swim before I drown.
I follow your words proudly,
Losing track of what you're saying,
What?
Am I passionate or useless?
I'm so sick of waking up.
You leave me in the dark,
And
I know these times are changing us.
Amontillado casket I can feel the pressure weighing,
Fuck.
Till I stumble off the spot,
See Satan near the parking garage.
It's been a minute,
Dap him up,
Like hey whatup my name Wes Lux.
(Hi)
All blind eyes on who I've become;
Came into the game,
Push back with a shove.
They told me my whole my whole life,
That my best ain't enough.
I was raised low class,
I still rise above?
I'm not a normal person, man.
How do I adjust?
The glass half empty when they're filling my cup.
Don't cut my mic,
I got more to discuss.
Vesuvius thoughts,
I'm about to blow up.
Cause I see straight through galaxies.
To make my family proud of me.
Soul searching who I'm trying to be,
Give the world what they're trying to see.
Had big ass dreams since seventeen;
To put my life on movie screens.
Stay stuck inside the melody,
So when I die I've said my piece.
Follow your words proudly.
Losing track of what you're saying,
Saying.
Am I confident or stupid if I keep on waiting?
Waiting.
You leave me in the dark
And
I know these times are changing
Changing
Amontillado Casket I can feel the pressure weighing
Credits:
Written & Performed by: Wes Luxton
Produced by: Boyfifty
Engineers: Cj Bertram; Andy VanGuilder; Wes Luxton
2022 Wes Luxton Music Co. - All rights reserved. All reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
