S1, ep 4- WANTS & IDENTITY

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. THE MUSIC FEATURED IN EPISODE 4 SCIENCE & SOUL GOONS ARE FROM SFRBEATS.COM

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S1, ep 4- WANTS & IDENTITY

Back in the building 
Short term healing
It's been a long long Friday 
And I'm about to hit it sideways 
Ain't no two ways around it
It's gonna down 
How it's gonna down
The crowning 
Moment come with a few perks
For what is worth
The whiskey neat
The disheveled peaks
By the temple
Loose their peak
The weeks 
Been a handful 
Closed grip 
Fists
And pursed lips 
Start to shift 
Gone with it
Come on with it
We off in it
A new life 
48 hour stride
Aim
For aimless 
Take treatment where the pain is
Deep down in the gut
What I have for lunch?
A couple of crackers 
A crack at
The stucco 
On the ceiling
Want the break through
Cuckold 
By these feelings
Wants
Won't do
Uh
Shimmy shimmy yaa
What I really really want
To stand still
On the hedonic treadmill 
But it keep going desires appetite 
Dissatisfied with satisfied 
Click click bate
Collections on my plate
This shit straight 
But I'mma need another way
Consomme 
And muddied paths 
Sour tastes 
And bubble baths
That's the ying ying yang
The big big bang
It all start with a pop
Or a lack of
A father figure
Get a dolla 
Hit up
McDonald's 
Happy with a sandwich or fish fry
Switch life
The Pitfalls 
Of Foie Gras
And foibles
Of coming into the world 
Without a name like Doyle 
Thoughts brought to life by a girl
A six year old 
Who wished her name was Emma
The blemish
Of our skin
Begin to filter in
The mind
Before we learn to tell time
Time was We operated youth care free
Now tread that statement carefully 
Let innocence roam aimlessly in rompers 
And always talk up
I pissed away my twenties 
Checkin for acceptance like money
Pander and play the fool
Truth is they would never think me cool
Laugh with me
Or laugh at me
I assumed uncle tom
Hoping they would sing my song
If you gotta act out to be in
Then what's the reason for being 
I'd shelter in daps
And nods 
A pat on the back
Take away the flaws
Tell you a secret it don't 
Rote
Lives
Mechanical strides
That graduate one day to the next
Weight heavy on my crest
Living vida
Sous vide 
Slowly pressured and wrapped up
Cooking up schemes 
That would fix everything 
A wrench in my plan
In the form of the lives I don't understand 
Souls that surround 
The areas I lounge
I can't complete the ouroboros 
Resting on my laurels
Bet they ain't never crowned
A skin colored brown
Or darker colored shade 
You could call it throw away

Snappin my fingers 
You know what I mean bra 
I could not get even 
And even if I 
Was sittin this high

They knock me for design ER lord
At least I do kno 
That these type of boys
Are made up of noise
Show them some toys 
Let it fill void
Watch how they playin'
And see what they craving 
They asking for guidance and you giving up Statements 

I wanna tell you to get it for...

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL WILL RUN FROM JUNE UNTIL THE END OF OCTOBER.
NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. THE MUSIC FEATURED IN EPISODE 4 SCIENCE & SOUL GOONS ARE FROM SFRBEATS.COM

FOLLOW US ON TWITTER @NIGHTWORLDPOD

Email us-

[email protected]

NIGHT WORLD a PODCAST is written  & performed by Arvid, 8TATE HYE, & Zaf. Glenn Schwartz is our recording engineer. Please leave reviews, subscribe and share this podcast.

S1, ep 4- WANTS & IDENTITY

Back in the building 
Short term healing
It's been a long long Friday 
And I'm about to hit it sideways 
Ain't no two ways around it
It's gonna down 
How it's gonna down
The crowning 
Moment come with a few perks
For what is worth
The whiskey neat
The disheveled peaks
By the temple
Loose their peak
The weeks 
Been a handful 
Closed grip 
Fists
And pursed lips 
Start to shift 
Gone with it
Come on with it
We off in it
A new life 
48 hour stride
Aim
For aimless 
Take treatment where the pain is
Deep down in the gut
What I have for lunch?
A couple of crackers 
A crack at
The stucco 
On the ceiling
Want the break through
Cuckold 
By these feelings
Wants
Won't do
Uh
Shimmy shimmy yaa
What I really really want
To stand still
On the hedonic treadmill 
But it keep going desires appetite 
Dissatisfied with satisfied 
Click click bate
Collections on my plate
This shit straight 
But I'mma need another way
Consomme 
And muddied paths 
Sour tastes 
And bubble baths
That's the ying ying yang
The big big bang
It all start with a pop
Or a lack of
A father figure
Get a dolla 
Hit up
McDonald's 
Happy with a sandwich or fish fry
Switch life
The Pitfalls 
Of Foie Gras
And foibles
Of coming into the world 
Without a name like Doyle 
Thoughts brought to life by a girl
A six year old 
Who wished her name was Emma
The blemish
Of our skin
Begin to filter in
The mind
Before we learn to tell time
Time was We operated youth care free
Now tread that statement carefully 
Let innocence roam aimlessly in rompers 
And always talk up
I pissed away my twenties 
Checkin for acceptance like money
Pander and play the fool
Truth is they would never think me cool
Laugh with me
Or laugh at me
I assumed uncle tom
Hoping they would sing my song
If you gotta act out to be in
Then what's the reason for being 
I'd shelter in daps
And nods 
A pat on the back
Take away the flaws
Tell you a secret it don't 
Rote
Lives
Mechanical strides
That graduate one day to the next
Weight heavy on my crest
Living vida
Sous vide 
Slowly pressured and wrapped up
Cooking up schemes 
That would fix everything 
A wrench in my plan
In the form of the lives I don't understand 
Souls that surround 
The areas I lounge
I can't complete the ouroboros 
Resting on my laurels
Bet they ain't never crowned
A skin colored brown
Or darker colored shade 
You could call it throw away

Snappin my fingers 
You know what I mean bra 
I could not get even 
And even if I 
Was sittin this high

They knock me for design ER lord
At least I do kno 
That these type of boys
Are made up of noise
Show them some toys 
Let it fill void
Watch how they playin'
And see what they craving 
They asking for guidance and you giving up Statements 

I wanna tell you to get it for life
The day that I say it I hope you reach heights
Figure the mind
Think design 
Someone gon tell you to back
You back
Someone gon tell you to act 
You act
Enough of that
We off of that
You offer that
Peace
Release
Relief
I reach
For peace
A piece 
Of the pie
Thoughts in my mind
Leave it behind
Slow ride
I hold light
My whole life
Been on sight 
This same body 
Been pain body
It ain't money
I ache my knees
I say my peace
This ain't a lease
I own it 
How many own it
How many want it
All of the warnings
To keep you up off it
Savor the chase
Slow up the pace 
Get it and go
Thing you should know
Dreams that you hold 
Always gon change 
Part of the game
How you gon play
Out of my way
To be in the run
And capture the sun
Add up the sum
Do it equate
To steps you take
To reach the sky
To beat the low and touch the lights
Can get you more can't get you right

That on you
I hear you too
Pain is pain is pain is pain
Another low another stain
I buss my ass I get no brakes
What I'm uh na do change the lane
The days moved on I stayed the same
Slow transitions
I opened up listen 
Put myself up in it
The moments they void
Offer the boy
Give up the hand
Better the man
Work the land
Figure the paln
Picture the sand
The waves the days
The Ray's that make
It all go away 
What can I say
Smoother rides
What do you provide
I ain't use to fights
Or useless lies
It don't harmonize 
And all the eyes 
Not on me or you
Slow the time 
Like 3 or 2
Day by day 
We making way
Let's go
Let's grow
Take you off hold
Add to your soul
Feed you design 
Breath you Devine 
Lease you the time
To get you up ticking 
Level up image
Off what we didn't 
Bout what we doing
Bout having you in
My life