Peanut Butter Skies
By: Wes Luxton
Think about it all the time
More concepts to melt my mind
Dot my T's and cross my I's
Roll yours around me all the time
More context, I guess to feel inside
Loose it all find peace of mind
Don't need me but won't say goodbye
Peanut butter skies
Why me why me
Surf in the Hi-C's
Dad was a deadbeat
Look just like him
Swim in the juice box
Write more new songs
Beat it out of me
Like Nelson tube socks
See it how it be
Bygones, bygones
Catching up to me
My god, my wrongs
Catching up to me
Butterfly, butterfly
Sting like seesh
Falsify, gratify
Die for our beliefs
Clarify, beautify
Feel the release
Satisfy, purify
Bless city streets
July, black eye
Sounds like me
All the time
All the time
I can't stand it
Life is damage
Far too manic
I'm a cricket
They pray mantis
Life's a sandwich
Through peanut butter skies
I grab my knife
I keep on jamming
But they can't dry their eyes
Can't act surprised
I think I'll manage
Through faulty tries
Take back my life
Need it this time
Man I'm the Zenith
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Cross more words to get me stumped
Sadako rhymes, the nine's are tough
Found my faith
But lost my trust
Just irony
Or laughs for fun
To tie me up
To trip my feet
To cut my soul
My Achilles'
A few alive
They dead to me
Well, RIP let's let them sleep
Credits:
Written & Performed by: Wes Luxton
Produced by: Vibetheway
Engineers: Cj Bertram; Andy VanGuilder; Wes Luxton
2022 Wes Luxton Music Co. - All rights reserved. All reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
