Braintax - Last Date Lyrics
Braintax:Im stood waiting, waiting for this girl to appearIts been 40 minutes and Im still hereThe last trains due and thats just like youIm in the station - hard, concrete fridgeBy this pieced-up bridgeShes always f#@*^n late and doesnt even see the pisstakeBeen 2 years and Im still living in my first mistakeIm standing here with a stray frost bitinAnd December air stinging my noseMy grip tightens on my stone handsSee, I know she isnt with another manShe just takes her time because she really doesnt give a damnAnd when shes finally here shes all smilingNo apology, I could have been chillin on my islandBut how am I ? You dont know cos you dont even care to askArrogant, assuming that Im happy and were gonna lastAnd fail to see the way you mess with my headI feel to dis you - call out my exs name in bedNow, defeat you or attack you ? Do neither I play statueFor every wise response, a sly remark, I cant match youCos logics out the widow and reasons out the doorIm looking hard at it like tracks by Main SourceOf course Im vexed, you say I want you for [what !?]Were going nowhere, moving round in circles, jogging on the spotIts all so familiar now but back thenYou were bringing up things I said way back whenFlashing all the right smiles trying to twist my friendsWhy is the way you act so irrational ?Its like talking to a brick wall about the price of cementDemented ways of acting that defy all senseNot your time of the month its just your time to waste timeLetting off steam, breaking shit, trying to rip my rhymesPut the pad down slowly please take a step backand dont even think about going for the multi-trackYou got a temper like Flashman, bully-styles late nightMy mum and dad are in the next room, stay quietYou give me more shit than teachers didYou need to smoke some of this and calm down quickArguings an option but theres got to be a reasonAnd by the way, I dont respond to blackmail eitherSee Im a true believer in some self-respectAnd Im about to call your bluff if youre threatenin to jetI cant stand slanging matches, I retreat into my shellOnly cos you wont listen while youre giving me hellId like to call an analyst or just record the conversationJust to make you listen to it and point out the contradictionsIm tired of listenin, you cant believe Im faithfulYoure pissed off cos Im not eternally gratefulYoure the funny type, then again, similar to many of my friendsSame shit, different girl, time and againThe same hassles, the same game and the same endThe same blend, the best ever when its time for bendsA firework, ready for war with meBut Im just tryin to write a rhyme right now and drink my teaWhy you startin on me ?See, I was thinking we were team-matesAnd dont be tryin to tell me that its over cos youre too late..Im not psychicIm not a sidekick
