Pliers

[Intro: Open Mike Eagle] One two Check one two, one two! Shit, okay [Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle] Shit's got me in a vice grip, my mind shifts to the opening I exist in the opening, I'm trying to find clips from Nickelodeon Stir-fried food, high sodium, nervously shift at the podium Get a grasp on my energy I'm near half of a century, damn this a different dream Me and the band sang Glycerine I'm half myth, half memory I'm hugging on the land like a centipede I'm under maps and directories Beyond captions and elegies Give us thе bags and accessories Fuck it, you can have it instеad of me Fuck shares, I want options I'm locked in, mirror on my face, like the Watchmen The impact can blow trees back and make rocks spin (Peace) Prefer not to swing, but I'm boxed in (Yup) Deepest, bluest, my head's like a mop then [Verse 2: Still Rift & Video Dave] I'm in love with every broken word slurred through every line of my approach Retired from the playing, I'm a coach Mr. Wolf-in-Sheep's-Clothing while I'm folding up the cards, the hand I greet you with Please don't be alarmed, I'm simply calmer 'cause I'm seasoned It's the reason that we've gathered here, the reason why you live in fear The reason we convince ourselves to find ourselves all by ourselves Jane's Addiction got me taking tools from the Asgardians So pardon while the nails are in the coffin Only guardian was one-eyed, suicide taught me odds from evens Debt collection caught me all my demons Grip on all my vices 'cause they hold me back My vices love it when I grip them, and I know because they hold me back I'm tactless but tactical, my practice is practical Take my advice and pay a price, or pay a price Every word you break will break you back in due time (Uh, uh-huh, hey) Approach with caution, love, but never cross the line [Verse 3: Video Dave] I had a dream I was a ship with no anchor I had a job, I had cash, but no banker There was a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker I did the world a favor, but nobody said thank you I don't say grace, 'cause I never feel thankful I don't say goodbye, 'cause it always feel painful I say I'll see you next time—I hope there is a next time Live your life every day, 'til the day full I work hard to the end of the day, yo Jump in line, shake your body on time, I believe you Welcome to the afterworld, congratulations It takes a lifetime of trials and tribulation Vagabond life, never claim a home Always meeting folks, always feel alone Availability, I'll take it; give your boy the night shift Gotta keep living life, shit got me in a vice grip I'm under pressure I'm under pressure