inconsistent

by yams

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inconsistent 00:18
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[Verse] I’ve been here too long Writing words, I keep getting them wrong, yeah yeah I’m wasting my time Writing line after line that don’t rhyme [Pre-Chorus] And the walls start coming they can’t be kept inside anymore Anymore And it’s time to start running I can’t pretend to fight anymore Anymore [Verse 2] I been running for too long Writing words keep getting them wrong I don’t pick up the phone, don’t call Need you to know that all That’s in my head is more than I can take Break me open and you’ll only find rust (rust) Locked inside old trunks, gold dust (yeah, trunks) My cold oxidized old heart Just stuck in the past (stuck in the past, stuck in the past) Stuck in the past, yeah Just stuck in the past Stone cold heart from the start Never reached up, took too long to give up Just re-dub my parts with a better me Better means not slipping from my other memory Enemy, me Left hand on the Hennessey Never sleep, mind more venom than a remedy Telling me lines darker than you’ll ever see If you got plans, you should (yeah, yeah) Plan ‘em fore i have to leave [Pre-Chorus] And the walls start coming I can’t be kept inside anymore Anymore And it’s time to start running I can’t pretend to fight anymore Anymore [Hook] I think I’ll never get over I think I’ll never be fine I think I’ll never get sober In time, time I think I’ll never get over I think I’ll never be fine I think I’ll never get sober In time, time [Bridge] It’s alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright [Outro] I think I’m gonna get over I think I’m gonna be fine I think I’m gonna get over In time
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You gave me an unforgettable love You raised my hands, showed me what was enough You gave me an unforgettable love Unforgettable love Now I know that you love me, never knew else I know that you’re worried, never blue health wise I know you’re going thru a lot, but I hope you keep your head above thoughts of Storms that are coming in All that’s been running in my head, everyday Since we moved out, this cloud Hanging overhead, and it’s gray, too late my Stomach’s on the way out of my mouth I know that it’s hard, always being this apart With my sis starting work and I’m busy making art I said I’d make time for you but I blinked and a month or two passed And the next thing I know My sis is on the phone Telling me it’s time to come back home She said you don’t remember You gave me an unforgettable love You raised my hands, showed me what was enough You gave me an unforgettable love Unforgettable love Now I know that you know me, that you lonely That you don’t see all the roads that could be, but You never told me that you’re slowly Letting go, getting so caught in the reruns These months I sleep too late and watch my fate escape through my hands I put my plans aside When I heard that night That your mind wasn’t right To date I never had a birthday you forgot That’s why, this the worst way Made me pray to God Dear Lord, I don’t wanna put you on the spot But why my gramma can’t remember a lot Just like the name of her first-born son She already ate the first portion of lunch It feels like a punch but I know I can’t let this get me down Cause I can’t forget your love And a part of me still, is waiting for you to go Somewhere you’ll be better Than I ever really could make you feel Make you feel But a part of me still, will hold on to what I know Words you’ve long let go of But I’ve still kept hold of within my soul In my soul You gave me an unforgettable love You raised my hands, showed me what was enough You gave me an unforgettable love Unforgettable love
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i forgot... 01:29
The location of my first band practice (where?) That I had to water my cactus on occasion (oh, shit) Or the name of that really famous harry potter actress (um...) Or the Asian girl who thought I was a catfish The white cap I wish I didn’t break The tight slap that used to make me shake The right way to cook a steak, the lake Swimming with the boys The book that she’d take, but end up skimming The sound of my mother’s voice, the toys That I kept around my other bed The pounding inside my head The noise of coming home before the sky was red The choice that I didn’t make The smell of coffee at my grandfather’s wake The date, of the last mistake i made To wait, to brake, to take my time To read the signs, to lead the blind To break the rhyme scheme, to dream Of a better future To log off my computer, and turn off the screen Yuh I forget a lot of things, lot of things, lot of things I forget a lot of things, lot of things, lot of things
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terrified 02:19
Some days, I lay in bed, just terrified to get out I worry that I am not good enough to sing my songs out loud And I think about getting verified and gathering some clout But I don’t think that I will ever be free of this kind of doubt I know music is all I ever wanted to do for myself But the boat is out on that river, and the whiskey’s on the shelf I know I’ll never lose this sliver of my fragile mental health And I know that my hands still shiver but I hope you cannot tell I’m writing songs about equations not thinking about the wealth They say we started from the basement but I live up on the twelfth They say stop worrying but others you should worry ‘bout yourself I’ll prolly never lose this sliver of my fragile mental health, what’s up? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh I write mad verses everyday but still worry ‘bout what I’m saying I got thousands of hits on Spotify still worry if I am slaying I sing real highly of myself but in my head I’m only playing I get scared before posting like I’m facing Manny at the weigh-in, hah If music is what I’m building this the groundwork that I’m laying If you sing something I’m feelin’ you can bet I’ll be here swaying I hope that I will be happy before my hair starts to gray and I often think about goin’ but I also think ‘bout staying I am still searching for a way into a world Where I feel curled around its finger, I don’t linger for long I just go cruisin’ Yeah it was confusing till I clarified But some days I’m terrified
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When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church To get to heaven, I didn’t think the process would hurt I asked the reverend, he told me that’s the way that it work To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah When I was seven, my momma taught me how I could pray, what to say She told me that as long as you’re kind, you’re okay But then sometimes the things that go in this world don’t go your way Don’t lose faith, just keep believing in heaven but I stopped Didn’t think about God for a while, but my momma I don’t think she forgot how to smile, but the trauma Of being cheated on day after day, it got to her Two months after she left I barely knew her And my papa, would always say the church or the children So my mama would stay at home but try to search like a pilgrim For an answer to all the questions that were stuck on her mind I didn’t think she’d leave us behind When I was seven When I was seven, yeah When I was seven When I was seven When I was seven, grew up to be eleven in church To get to heaven, I didn’t think the process would hurt I asked the reverend, he told me that’s the way that it work To get to heaven, to get to heaven, yeah When I was seven, a lady called the house on a search For my dad, she was sad, she asked if he was a flirt “I’m his girlfriend”, but when I told her I was his son She dropped the phone but grandma told me she just did it for fun But when Mom left, he told me he was done with the life With the strife that it brought him and the wife that it cost him He went to church, and I thought he was changing forever And he was, I caught him with a knife and a tremor When I was seven, I didn’t think that things would be different like today I didn’t think that she wouldn’t listen to what I had to say And the price that we pay for transgression Maybe I will see you in heaven When I was seven When I was seven, yeah When I was seven When I was seven
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how come? 02:07
How come we get along so well You said you liked my smell I’m glad I rang your bell now, now How come we get along so good You said you knew we would I didn’t know if we should try out Something new, before it got too soon Before we reached the moon Before I played that tune now now, it goes uh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh I didn’t know if I should call you The day we left, they say it’s best to not I didn’t know if I should warn you that I’m undressed inside my chest, it’s a lot I’m always thinking about I’m always singing aloud, yeah yeah yeah I really like to stress out, I really like to stress out How come we get along so well You said you liked my smell I’m glad I rang that bell nah nah How come we get along so good You said you knew we would I didn’t know if we should try out something New, ooh New, ooh New, ooh New, ooh
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lullaby 03:30
Three, four Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh Now I ain’t never had a dream Woke up as king, no diamond ring to kiss, nah No it ain’t ever as it seem Broke down to bring your spring back to this earth, nah nah nah And I could use a drink, i think But it’ll take too long, and make two wrongs right, yuh Short sight, can’t see nothing bright Only write songs when that feeling come at night, huh? (Yeah) I been chasing perfection direction like catching traction when the election’s upcoming Only running campaigns, by saints, with brains Never leave food on the table remains Unspoken like token Asians we brave But I find myself grave, writing broken lines Rewind the time, t-minus five ‘til I arrive at nothing I got Fuckin’ nothing Yeah So I been looking for a something that’ll wash away, wash away, these sights And I been searching for a something that’ll help me sleep, help me sleep, at night And I been tryna lose the feeling that I gotta stay, gotta stay, inside I been looking, I been looking, I been looking for a – yeah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh And don’t remind me of the past behind us ‘Cause u know that shit don’t last, recliners In my chair pull me down, with thoughts they fill ya I don’t think the feeling of drowning should be something so familiar Until ya life flashing on the screen Inside us only meanings that we’ve be searching for between Lines, and we find hours just passing in the mean-time My mind sour and lashing out at me, like Put your pen down, this will never last You keep writing syllables, and it’s never fast It’s criminal to ask, if you’re ever cynical don’t laugh Maybe you’ll make it if you choose another path, but guess what Fuck that I’ve been in this pit too long, to sit up right I’m always uptight and up nights Taking on the wrong decisions Tough fight, but my vision is clear, I’m gone No tears, lost, for my derision and fear, ‘cause I’m looking for a Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, nah nah Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lullaby, lulla bye-bye, yuh Lullaby, lullaby, yuh Lullaby, lullaby, yuh Lullaby, lullaby, yuh

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released August 21, 2020

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yams is a multi-hyphenate producer and singer-songwriter.

Disappointed by the typical templates for success and normality imposed on him, yams brings that same energy to his songwriting. He doesn't subscribe to any single genre, instead allowing the story of each song to shape its musicality. ... more

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