Momentary Bliss

[Intro: 2-D] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Momentary bliss [Chorus: Isaac Holman] We could do so much better than this Mausoleum faces and momentary bliss We could do so much better than this Oh, Rita, oh, Rita [Segue: 2-D] Lovely Rita, meter maid Lovely Rita, meter maid [Verse 1: slowthai & 2-D] Your potential, you lack credentials And you are special, so fucking special (Rita) Oh, how you need it, oh, how you're needed And you keep squeezing the tube from the middle (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) You part the seas, but your arches, they ain't golden (Ah) And you was gagging for some gags so now you're rolling (Woo) Best you shut your trap and keep it hush (Hush) On another note, compliments make me blush There's a hole in your pocket, so you cannot find the change Cavern of your mind, you say you're patterned You pull your strings and you jump, hold your mouth and you say (Ah, ah, ah) "What was scripted, the day before it happened?" We all give applause when people open doors But on the way out it did your back in See, everything in life ain't silver and gold But mining for metal gave you platinum [Refrain: slowthai] It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin It's wearing thin to think light bulb don't blink It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners Makes me sick [Bridge: 2-D] Poster boy (Ayy) Poster girl (Rita) In truth, the bills (The bills) Must be paid (Yeah, yeah, alright) Poster boy (Yeah, alright) Poster girl (Ah, that's time) [Verse 2: 2-D] In truth, the bills, they must be paid (Uh-huh) And what is left is sodden cake, typical Oh, you need to change your face You're getting sold, it's such a waste Y'know, we could do so much better than this Swimming in pools of momentary bliss Where you gotta bite the bounty 'cause everybody taking it Meanwhile, you keep on adding How big you gonna grow? [Refrain: slowthai] It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin It's wearing thin, to think light bulb don't blink It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin It's wearing thin, to think light bulbs don't blink It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners Makes me sick [Chorus: Isaac Holman] We could do so much better than this Mausoleum faces and momentary bliss We could do so much better than this Oh, Rita, oh, Rita We could do so much better than this Perfect little pictures of moments that we missed We could do so much better than this Oh, Rita, oh, Rita