Lauren DeMichiei - The Badhearts (feat. Jack Wilson) Lyrics

This old tattoo, my skin's outgrown
Dethrone icon, unwelcome in my home
And so I call to all the guides of old, whose missteps I hope to unfold
Before they become mine
Only so much f*cking time

Mosey right on in, to a hoedown with a dance card
Turn lead into gold, yes it's that hard with a Badheart

A day, a dollar, an ordeal, a shame
Try to recall my original name
I feel the weight, the monkey always on my back
Gonna shoot 'em down now with these facts

Yo, the reigning omen never covered by the over under
Control emotion in moment, so there's no wonder
We keep repeating simple phrases like a slow stutter
And calling out for nature's grace, like she's our own mother
Sewn hearts, strings, scars, bend proper
I don't need a therapist and I don't need a doctor
All I need is air into my lungs and a fair shake
Cause even when Badhearts bend they don't break

Hiking through the jungle in jellies and a g-string
Turn water to wine, yes it's that hard with a Badheart

So I sat noticing at the bottom of a waterfall
Flushed all the senses til the ego is not involved
Just a beat paused beat of a Badheart
When deep flaws creep, we retreat and make mad art
Using nature as a canvas
Noise of cricket, poise of a mantis
Prayed under dense shade, baked in hot sun
Hallucinating heave just in case there's not one

I don't need em
I don't want em
I won't have them

Use time as allotted, throw out the bottle, see where it travels
Gets pulled out with the magnet of moon phase
Rise with the sun on your uncharted roadways
Take it for spin, watch as you falter, watch as you win
Seep deep tea for the bitter and sweetness
I take this leap with god as my witness