SWEAT from In Theory by Miradores del Sol

Tracklist

6.	SWEAT	5:00

Lyrics

I thought you said
You want him dead
I told you twice
It was no dice
I'm so insane
What's my real name
Stare at the sun
All damn day long

She came down from Mexico
I wanna tell her that I love her
But she probably wouldn't go
She wants to see what I'm about
I tell her that I stay inside
And I wash my dirty mouth

What's real to me
Is fantasy
Turn off the lights
Bet on fist fights
What's on TV
Nothing for me
Wanna know why
Yeah so do I

She came down from Mexico
I wanna tell her that I love her
But she probably wouldn't go
She wants to see what I'm about
I tell her that I stay inside
And I wash my dirty mouth

Time's moving slow
Then I start to dose
Yeah I gotta go
To the next show
Running tip toe
Cities full of blow
The priest is stoned
Respect
Come at your neck

Flood our neighborhoods with drugs everybody's
Under arrest civil unrest nothing real about the
Test you took kick the racist statute down
Soldiers in your down, fuck 'em all
Burn the station down

Military complex
Media sells it
Sitting at the protest
Pepper spray your throat next
Money in the pockets
Of politicians
Making the decisions
That control your life

Credits

from In Theory, released November 6, 2020

License