Can't Break Lyrics - When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold - Atmosphere

He wanted to make a difference be understood right? 

Wanted to go the distance wanted to live that good life 

Put some work on that wood jumped and took flight 

Left his hand writin' in that book what that look like? 

Happy mess is the reach touch and manifest it 

Caught between respect your momma 

And them battle weapons 

Lost your adolescence at them intersections 

Spread them wings 

And you're gonna need some landin' lessons 

The sun is gonna burn them feathers 

Lost track of time tryin' to ride the bender 

Used to have an agenda but really why remember? 

Doesn't matter when your head's in 

A bottle somewhere in Tribeca 

Or maybe you sedate it up in Silverlake 

Cheatin' fate first rate feelin' great 

Tryin' to turn a first date 

Into a friendly game of kill the snake 

Can't wait to get her face against a pillow case 

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Progress that came with a cost 

Rejoice for the rain that will wash 

Multiple choice you can stay on that cross 

Or grab it by the arms and break 'em off 

The wheels are stopped done so let me off 

Deal the cards but already lost 

Kill me now just to get applause 

Steal the shot run and set it off 

I feel and I fear and I want and I can't break away 

If they buy it for you how you not gonna drink it? 

If they fry it for you how you not gonna eat it? 

If they throw it to you how you not gonna hold it? 

Touch it taste it love it and fuck with it a moment? 

Every city's the same scene gangrene 

Vampire's lookin' at your veins fangs craving 

Interchangeable hair similar name jeans 

Faux-made take charge and late start playthings 

It ain't harder to tell 

They rebel to celebrate the day their martyr had fell 

Now meet him at the bar 'cause it's part of the sell 

Felt at peace leavin' pieces of his heart at hotels 

Stepped in with his next new best friend 

On the bed's edge loadin' up on the weapon 

Tryin' to win big all bets in 

Now pull the bedspread back and pop that essence 

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The wheels are stopped done so let me off 

Deal the cards but already lost 

Kill me now just to get applause 

Steal the shot run and set it off 

I feel and I fear and I want 

And I can't breakaway.