Bucciarati

[Chorus: Kari Faux]

Sorry to call you in, I needed a helping hand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Trying to fill up my bag to carry a couple grand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]

Fallin' apart, I can't hold it together

All in the art 'cause I won't live forever

I had a direction and split from the thesis

Now I need more fingers to pick up the pieces

Fightin' to follow the line in the writing

Fall was exciting

My winter coat has removable linings

Who's gonna bring me good comfort and tidings?

'Cause Santa ain't comin', he wasn't invited

I wasn't expected to need it, was headed a different direction

I seen it, I seen it, I seen it, the phoenix

Tryin' to emerge from these disparate pieces

I'm watchin' it struggle, watchin' it juggle

Its feathers was burnin' a hole in the puzzle

It trapped and it's hooked on the shit that they hustle

Picture was blurring, the drawing is muddled

It's ugh

[Chorus: Kari Faux]

Sorry to call you in, I needed a helping hand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Trying to fill up my bag (Trying to fill my bag) to carry a couple grand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again (Well, well, well, well)

Trying to hold it in

Broken the zip again (Broke the zip again), broken the zip again

Trying to hold it in

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Broken the zip again

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]

Part of me struck an original trauma

Part of me wears an invisible armor

Part of me knows I have all that I need

Part of me hurts when the other succeed

I saw a sign but forgot what it said

Feedin' the animals fucks with they head

Smart in the belly, but dumb in the head

Who up on the ledge?

Autumn can't come until Summer is dead

Came for a party, a bummer instead

This isn't happy or art in the park

Part of it's dark, part of it's missin'

The artery's pinchin' and splittin' apart

I need a doctor to look at this chart

I need to ask who took me apart

I need more fingers to pick up the pieces

I really don't know where to start

[Verse 3: Kari Faux]

And I have the eyes, but I won't compromise

To get what you want, I never revise

One step at a time is the method I use

One extended hand when I'm feelin' the blues

Your eyes are chartreuse and appear to have it all together

I remember hand-me-downs, we was rockin' pleather

Sunday service, I was waitin' to be hit by the spirit

But it never happened, did it work on children?

As I grew older, void got bigger

Tryin' to fill the hole with sex, maybe liquor

What's the difference 'tween a saint and a sinner?

Rather isolate myself 'cause I can beg you to differ

Sometimes I can't recognize who's in the mirror

Hopin' someone would come and make the image clearer

Escaped the box, now I'm pushin' my barrier

So why do I still feel like a moral grey area?

[Chorus: Kari Faux]

Sorry to call you in, I needed a helping hand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Trying to fill up my bag (Trying to fill my bag) to carry a couple grand

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again (Well, well, well, well)

Trying to hold it in

Broken the zip again (Broke the zip again), broken the zip again

Trying to hold it in

Broken the zip again, broken the zip again

Broken the zip again