Текст: T. Mills. Crystalized.

(The Futuristics....)
What'd you expect?
'Cause this isn't graceful, I am so grateful for my problems
Got a plateful, I just leave them at the table
I'm a...
Ordinary dude, with extraordinary circumstances
I'll take my chances, on my...
Beat oh, double d's on a chest she know
The peep shows, and my room, filled with people
I think these people are learning to accept me, except me.
Damn that's cold-blooded, how could I even reject me?

Things have gotten closer to the sun,
And I've done things in small doses.
I don't think that I'm pushing you away,
and you're the one that I've kept closest.

Aye-aye-aye-so
[repeat]

This crystal is crisp and all,
but I cut back on my alcohol.
So pass the shit that'll knock me out,
Crystalized, you rockin' out
Crystal eyes, staring blank
I'm true to me, fuck what you think
Gone, gone for a second there
Glad I'm back, I disappear
Gone, gone for a second there
Glad I'm back, I disappear
Purple pills up in my kitchen
With no name on the prescription
Whatcha cookin'? Something different?
Showin' them the shit I get is...
Damn, lose my train of thought
Take more but it's all I got...

Things have gotten closer to the sun,
And I've done things in small doses.
I don't think that I'm pushing you away,
and you're the one that I've kept closest.

Aye-aye-aye-so
[repeat]

Things have gotten closer to the sun,
And I've done things in small doses.
I don't think that I'm pushing you away,
and you're the one that I've kept closest.

Aye-aye-aye
[repeat]