The Candidate
The Candidate

ZÆN - The Candidate Lyrics

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The Candidate Music Video

The Candidate Lyrics

I will live with this
If you'll forgive my primitive indulgences
My voluntary vices lock me together or at least they did
But I'm fine unraveling for something big
Yeah I'm fine unraveling, again and again
Twisting back roads
Full of open homes
Driving through the middle of the night
Take it slow
In the outdoors
"Crack the window some more"
"Is that a light ahead?"
"Hey can you take the wheel?"
I got a lighter head
I kinda like the feel
Spilling candy in the backseat of Anthony's jeep
The times of our lives, no they don't come cheap
I'm terrified of getting all I want
Just to find out that it's not enough
So I respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling out my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls
Not to mention the acetaminophen
Sure to lessen all the hanging in my head
I learned my lesson I'm allergic to aspirin
But if I get the spins
NSAID instant-release
Please
I'm looking for some relief from relief...
'Cause I been counting these sheep after sheep
I'll trade every one of them for some Z's
I need sleep
I need sleep
Thats why I gotta cut a pretty thin line
Keeping shit tight 'tween the me I advertise
And the part of me I'm keeping in line
Recruiters/interviewers need to see "the candidate"
the show
the shell
the man- not a human
He's been decomposed by the best
He's a mutant
The future beholden to whatever he chooses
You give me the world, I'll politely refuse it
Or likely abuse it
Keep it all to myself, or pass it on like my music
So far at 25 I find myself more enthused with
These do-or-die friends of mine that I have recruited
So I respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling out my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls
Respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling all my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls

I will live with this
If you'll forgive my primitive indulgences
My voluntary vices lock me together or at least they did
But I'm fine unraveling for something big
Yeah I'm fine unraveling, again and again
Twisting back roads
Full of open homes
Driving through the middle of the night
Take it slow
In the outdoors
"Crack the window some more"
"Is that a light ahead?"
"Hey can you take the wheel?"
I got a lighter head
I kinda like the feel
Spilling candy in the backseat of Anthony's jeep
The times of our lives, no they don't come cheap
I'm terrified of getting all I want
Just to find out that it's not enough
So I respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling out my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls
Not to mention the acetaminophen
Sure to lessen all the hanging in my head
I learned my lesson I'm allergic to aspirin
But if I get the spins
NSAID instant-release
Please
I'm looking for some relief from relief...
'Cause I been counting these sheep after sheep
I'll trade every one of them for some Z's
I need sleep
I need sleep
Thats why I gotta cut a pretty thin line
Keeping shit tight 'tween the me I advertise
And the part of me I'm keeping in line
Recruiters/interviewers need to see "the candidate"
the show
the shell
the man- not a human
He's been decomposed by the best
He's a mutant
The future beholden to whatever he chooses
You give me the world, I'll politely refuse it
Or likely abuse it
Keep it all to myself, or pass it on like my music
So far at 25 I find myself more enthused with
These do-or-die friends of mine that I have recruited
So I respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling out my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls
Respect the machine, but run from the cops
'Cause I can't hold back a smile when you're calling all my bluffs
And we can roll up relief, but it's never enough
Until we can pay the bail, got our backs against the walls

Writer(s): Zane Matsko
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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