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E​́​bauches

by Probably Edible

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1.
Old Enough 01:30
How old am I? Man, I’m old enough, but I never feel like I know enough I just skim through all I’ve been through til I hit the root like a swollen gum That’s growing up. Fault-ridden, man, I’m owning up I was ‘gone fishing’; in the zone for months Now I’m Raw living and you know what’s up Yeah, you know what’s up. Tell the mortician I ain’t old enough ’Til my blood drips, tell them: Tough shit, I ain’t done yet ’til I’m old as fuck Below the sun; cold feet - no hope in trust Always treat the front with unease at first cos I’m skeptical of a fleeting love So here’s the song. Don’t lie, nah, no taste They’ve been caught fibbing with a bold face. Now the song’s different like the notes changed And it’s okay. Burned the bridge with an old flame I was condescending. They were caught with evidence and called me everything to cope with shame That’s passé. Fuck that, I’m past blame Spent my last change in that café, where the spider spun a web in bad faith But it’s alright. Felt a come up on those long nights I was young once, fell in pup love, still I’m love drunk on a wrong vice How old am I?
2.
Red Giant 01:24
We went fae five-a-sides to this joint is sidey-ing Born in ’92, I guess that makes me a 90s kid Told my truth in rap, man, that shit was enlightening My words track my past in any pad that I write them in I was enticed by thoughts of life and dying young Hand over three £10s for something I ain’t know the science of I’m just having fun, still I spit like dying suns That could’ve been my fate; at the gate I meet the highest one On the low, tho, I still get high on the regular Pregnant pause when we talk and they mention her Truthfully I know I really should forget her but I’m an artist, my heart beat's irregular I’ve been playing it back in the back of my mind In the back of the ‘baccy pouch, a little habit I grind I was having a bad year now my calendar’s fine With a joint in my hand and all my pals by my side
3.
Lemon Haze 02:34
You don’t know what you do That what I tell myself to get back with you Even though I know you know Even though I know you know Don’t fall in love Cos I can’t really catch that feeling I don’t really have that feeling How could you forget what I meant to you if I Meant what you said, I don’t think that I did And I don’t think that you knew what was true And alright that cool, but I won’t be your fool She arrived in my flat in a beanie I gave her three strokes like a motherfucking genie She said that I’m a meanie because she never sees me I say that shit is wild while I’m turning up the TV I’ve heard it all before like she’s stuttering, a repeat And I don’t need a buzzkill, hovering, so bee, flee Free like a bird to depart and just leave me I tell her if she goes imma make that shit easy Until she tries to go, shit had me like woah Cos I was still in love, felt attached to her soul But I could never show, cos having feels is gross So I just play it cool like I’m yesterday’s toast Bus due in five minutes I suggest you get that Don’t talk about your ex or when he gets back Speaking of your ex you might wanna text back You’ve been sexting him all night, yeah, you wanna check that Yeah, you wanna check that Don’t fall in love Cos I can’t really catch that feeling I don’t really have that feeling

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Ébauche (loanword from French, meaning blank, outline or sketch) is a term used in art to denote the first preliminary underpainting or quick sketch in oils for an oil painting. Horology, clockmaking and watchmaking appropriated the term ébauche to refer to an incomplete or unassembled watch movement and its associated components. The French term is regularly used by English-speaking artists and art historians, as well as horologists and hobbyists.

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released November 7, 2019

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