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SHOOT FOR THE GROUND ft. PIGEON JOHN

by Sapient

Can't have things, things that you want

Shoot for the ground

 

Sapient:

She grew up as a tomboy

Her GI Joe collection was on point, Tonka trucks by the convoy

A bit different, never into pigtails

She always felt she fit better in with males

Middle school, she turned girly now

Tryna make straight black hair curly now

Betraying her indian-American heritage

Embarrassed when somebody calls her arabic

Doesn't wanna be asked if she's hindu or muslim

Doesn't wear bindi in public

Runnin' on a tank full of bitter fuel

Her inner ego dying to be considered cool

High school, skin tight jeans with flairs

Wanted to be Barbie so she bleached her hair

Doin' her best to look pretty

Electrolysis, orthodonture, awoke a monster

She should have called it good

But instead she went under the knife to be Hollywood

She thought she looked too Bollywood

After a couple procedures all it took

Was her soul

Leaving unattractive melted plastic on her skull

She regretted the flesh that she bought

Like the Rolling Stones say

You can't always get what you want

 

Chorus

Can't have things, things that you want

Shoot for the ground

You can't have it, no no

 

Can't have things you want, no no no

I stood there, looked and she told me

Can't have things you want, no no no

She's gone and my heart's what she owes me

Can't have things you want, no no no

I stood there lookin' all lonely

She's gone and my heart's what she owes me

 

Pigeon John:

See I'm a holy man, with the contraband

And the plan is as solid as quicksand

I don't need a thing, the thing needs me

I'm like the sun to a seed that feeds me

I tried to explain, I'm not an honest mane

And I don't need to be in the main frame

It so happened so, and I don't even know

They're at the door when they want me to change things

The thing I wanted most, dustin' to a ghost

She didn't leave a thing, she didn't leave a note

And I was high and dry most every day

While I was travelin' the country in disarray

And she told me, this whole country

That I had everything in this place

And I said goddamn, so I am the man

And I wasn't even lookin' for the trophy up in my hand

 

 

Chorus

Can't have things, things that you want

Shoot for the ground

You can't have it, no no