Andrew Huang Breaking It song lyrics

party 'til 3

wake up at 8 to do dishes

eat a plum for breakfast and call it nutritious

watch a true riches to rags story unfold

the untold crushing of one soul

delicious to devils in drag with dragnets

i've had a few scrapes with stagettes

the crags get new fates

my bags checked

and screwtape's taped my mouth shut

it's too late

i'm opening doors that can't be closed

the canteen chose the man

to trade hands-free phones for the gambled throes of panhandling ghosts

straight scared of a psalm saying damn these foes

ice sheets break off the coast

but we both look the other way

knowing what we want the most

but don't mention tension

friendships entrenched in exemption from anything that touches redemption

wrench and pry the burned goods from a turned hood gentrified

spurned good and desensitized

'cause what the discerned should have pointed them to repent the wise words of a wormwood

get by with no working knowledge

a mosque masked and a church demolished

collect dirt to polish and spitshine

when i get mine, i'm gonna fit fine

breaking it down

it's all tomfoolery, man

buffoonery, the wrong jewellery banned

and soon to demand inhumane rulings and plans

long removed from the hand of truth

who in a mansion could do with a pan?

i'm moving in a certain reproof

down the ladder like i'm finished all my work on the roof

through with the sleuths dragging me 'round the grail

wisdom had to be found within, veiled by a curtain of youth

i'm a snail, a worm of a man

so when i heard the command

i kept my common courtesy grand

finger breadths burying a skirt in the sand

five hearts when the early bird chirping began

garden variety loot wishes

a hoe and rake for all my uncouth itches

i'm too vicious, mind moves religious

shiraz and baguettes to gag with the fishes

delicious to devils in drag with dragnets

i've had a few scrapes with stagettes

the crags get new fates

my bags checked

and screwtape's taped my mouth shut

it's too late

breaking it down