Wind The Clock
from Mood Swings by Stig Of The Dump
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Named after a Charles Bukowski poem by the same name, the lyrics of which form the hook for this song.
lyrics
Hook:
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
Ay yo, you hate me?, cool, i fucking hate me too/
Regretting everything my brainwaves ever made me do/
They say i'm crazy, you know what?, it may be true/
So i curse the first person that gave me booze/
'Cause its a habit now, I can see my life mapping out/
Headed for the battle ground like "I ain't ever backing down"/
Even gagged & bound, i'll throw fists that smash your face/
Cheating death by breaking both wrists on the hands of fate/
I live in a world of acid rain & rancid greys/
Swigging back Jack Daniels just to dampen the pain/
And now i'm at it again, riddled with self pity/
I need a vacation just to escape from Sin City/
My shits gritty but still all of it true/
Now i smash recording booths from the floor to the roof/
And use my current situation as some sort of excuse/
To hide the fact that im torn through, from the core to the root/
I asked the Lord for a clue, to show me where im mucking up/
Dumb struck from being ignored just like a fucking mug/
I tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff
Puffing drugs, telling my people that there's nothing up
Hook:
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
This isn't battle raps, its me just being honest bitch/
You wouldn't understand unless you've felt like you dont want to live/
I'm here showing you exactly what rock bottom is/
Fucked up like bushes attitude to foreign politics/
You'll know i've got to spit, if you've ever felt the pain/
Of self loathing, broken, hoping that there's someone else to blame/
But in the cold light of day i see it clearly/
Alone in a crowd, i open my mouth but no one hears me/
I don't care if you fear me, its better than being unseen/
Every day failing to attain one of my dumb dreams/
So now i come clean like i've had a vasectomy/
Not here to be liked but prick you will show respect to me/
Or else i'll beat you expending energy left in me/
If ignorance is bliss then most heads are living in ecstasy/
I live with the agony of truth like it was meant to be/
And stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me/
I tried to fix up, but doubt that i can/
So then i tried to drown myself inside the fountain of man/
Or sit smoking with petrol leaking out of a can/
So when my time comes i'm high & going out with a bang
Hook:
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
Ay yo, you hate me?, cool, i fucking hate me too/
Regretting everything my brainwaves ever made me do/
They say i'm crazy, you know what?, it may be true/
So i curse the first person that gave me booze/
'Cause its a habit now, I can see my life mapping out/
Headed for the battle ground like "I ain't ever backing down"/
Even gagged & bound, i'll throw fists that smash your face/
Cheating death by breaking both wrists on the hands of fate/
I live in a world of acid rain & rancid greys/
Swigging back Jack Daniels just to dampen the pain/
And now i'm at it again, riddled with self pity/
I need a vacation just to escape from Sin City/
My shits gritty but still all of it true/
Now i smash recording booths from the floor to the roof/
And use my current situation as some sort of excuse/
To hide the fact that im torn through, from the core to the root/
I asked the Lord for a clue, to show me where im mucking up/
Dumb struck from being ignored just like a fucking mug/
I tell myself he must be busy with some other stuff
Puffing drugs, telling my people that there's nothing up
Hook:
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
This isn't battle raps, its me just being honest bitch/
You wouldn't understand unless you've felt like you dont want to live/
I'm here showing you exactly what rock bottom is/
Fucked up like bushes attitude to foreign politics/
You'll know i've got to spit, if you've ever felt the pain/
Of self loathing, broken, hoping that there's someone else to blame/
But in the cold light of day i see it clearly/
Alone in a crowd, i open my mouth but no one hears me/
I don't care if you fear me, its better than being unseen/
Every day failing to attain one of my dumb dreams/
So now i come clean like i've had a vasectomy/
Not here to be liked but prick you will show respect to me/
Or else i'll beat you expending energy left in me/
If ignorance is bliss then most heads are living in ecstasy/
I live with the agony of truth like it was meant to be/
And stick grenade pins in effigies that resemble me/
I tried to fix up, but doubt that i can/
So then i tried to drown myself inside the fountain of man/
Or sit smoking with petrol leaking out of a can/
So when my time comes i'm high & going out with a bang
Hook:
"Its just a slow day, moving into a slow night/
It doesn't matter what you do" x 4
credits
from Mood Swings,
released October 11, 2010
Produced & Mixed by Dag Nabbit
Vocals Recorded & Mixed by A.Evans
Produced & Mixed by Dag Nabbit
Vocals Recorded & Mixed by A.Evans
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