A Lazy Way To Happiness

from by Gimson

/
  • Digital Track
    Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £0.79 GBP  or more

    You own this

     

lyrics

VERSE 1:
Whilst those fuckers were getting sniffed up and gambling in Vegas I dabbed 5 tabs and got lost in the lights
I'm a tourist in this realm and this here is to the postcard I'll never write
Here's to the pictures I've never taken because I was having too much fun in the moment to think about it
Frozen moments got frozen over time
As I try to memorise the taste of a divine fine wine
But my memory can not recall tastes,
It craves a chase of a sense that these taste buds can make
Satisfying addictions I am not yet addicted to
I seek pleasure and don't stop to see the pain it inflicts on you
They say drugs are a lazy way to happiness
Having children made me realise nothing can recreate the emotions that family does
No emoji, no hashtag, no digital flashback
No future, no promise, just this and we can have that
Just one single moment it's priceless not golden

VERSE 2:
I'm offended by all criticism even if it's constructive
Recreating art due to nit picking until you've lost your way and fucked it
I don't take these compliments well either, I feel I'm being patronised
So I make songs and don't release them in fear that they'll be chastised
And ruined by opinions, praises and bastard lies
My only promise received within this human form is that one day I will have to die
A smack head mum OD'ing with her baby on her titty
Not even the love of her child can save her from that nitty trap
The power of addiction, temptation and mental tax
Emotions aren't logic and hurt can't pretend its happy
A plethora of scattiness on a pursuit of chasing happiness
In the image of others trying to captivate a facade
Bravado, too far though, simplicity's hard
Imagine if I wrote music to be a rich superstar
And then I woke up...

BRIDGE:
Away in a manger, no crypt for a bed
Mr Wendal's still homeless
We're chasing plastic in the ghetto
They say that hope will never let go
Tell that to Antony's fucking neck rope

credits

from Waste of Air LP, released December 22, 2017
Performed by Gimson
Lyrics written by S.Gimson
Produced by Gimson
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Gimson at The Orchard
© Gimson 2017 / Crudely Cut Records 2017
℗ CD Baby Publishing 2017

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Gimson UK

Gimson (pronounced Gym-Sun) is a Hip hop artist with a thick and distinctive West Country accent. The socially awkward 6 foot 4 inch rapper from Bath is a crude poet with a depth of imagination that is dark, cold and hard hitting. His raps are a social commentary consisting of heart breaking tales, dark humour and picturesque imagery. ... more

contact / help

Contact Gimson

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code