Wyatt Furtherton - "Please Please Please (One Last Cigarette)"
940PF's cyborg emcee, Wyatt Furtherton worked on an introspective EP back in 2007 titled "Unknown Circuitry". Here is one of the singles.
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The music video was created by 40PF's Anthony Jackson!
LYRICS:
Well, you left.
and I think of the last day
I clutched your chest
and the things I forget
Like December 9th, March 8th, July 6th
When I showed up late to your pop's
funeral date
I'm a reprobate, I know
And you still forgave,
But I'm here to make it up
Change it up
And believe I got the will to still
Stand tough.
There's a cow in pasture
I can't breath much faster
I'm just a ghost you can't capture
Box step with me
Let's take it 1, 2, 3.
I'll take the first step back
Then, repeat
I got a friend at war.
Pride written like the lore of old soldiers
As he stares at his feet in the trench
Feels his stomach clench
at the sight of a flying finch
Slugging Master Cylinders
With cinder in your hair
Don't act scared
Don't think no one cares
Kicking a dead man with an old shoe
Making sure the dead are dead is
What you have to do
Cash in your checks
Place your bets on anyone but me
I'm a second-place man
The future is not ours to see
I'm the best man to be asking you, "please"
CHORUS:
Please Please Please...
1) I got 9 millimeters, 1 cigarette, a fully-loaded clip
2) I feel the bullet through my head and ask,
"Is this what you were born to do?"
3) I was never keen on the idea of being half human, half machine
4) I can go to war, kill everything (or nothing) to destroy every being
5) I'm lucky to be alive, to be born, to even dance, waltz next to you
6) I've got 6 shots left, and I'm pointing them directly at their chests
7) You belong in heaven, it's so obvious in that dress, that blouse, those shoes
God ain't got a fucking clue if he don't take a minute to choose to
Save you
So all we're left with is this message
This visage
We're invested in a half a beer
And past-due postage
Ocracoke-age
Scurve on the smokage
And some days I can't wake up
And wait 3 days before I roll that dice cup
Blink once for yes, twice for no
All I know is that I can't let go.
CHORUS