genius ohio

I didn’t think twice, just wanted to play, You caught my eye, left me breathless, astray. You call me reckless, I call you a spark, Now we’re burning, no turning back in the dark. Oh, you tempt me, you haunt me, but act like you"re fine, Your lips whisper secrets, but your hands intertwine. Tell me, my love, what do you need? You already have me... just set yourself free. You"re caffeine and kerosene, light me up, pull me under, One touch and I’m spiraling, lost in the thunder. We could fly, we could fall, we could burn, we could break, But I’d chase every spark just to feel it again. You push, I pull, we crash in between, You say you don’t want me, then drown in the heat. Long nights, lost words, promises fade, You call me a fool, but you beg me to stay. Oh, you tempt me, you haunt me, but act like you"re fine, Your lips whisper secrets, but your hands intertwine. Tell me, my love, what do you need? You already have me... just set yourself free. You"re caffeine and kerosene, light me up, pull me under, One touch and I’m spiraling, lost in the thunder. We could fly, we could fall, we could burn, we could break, But I’d chase every spark just to feel it again. Maybe I should leave, maybe I should run, But the taste of your skin keeps me undone. You say you’re no good, but baby, you lie, So kiss me like you mean it—just one last time. You"re caffeine and kerosene, light me up, pull me under, One touch and I’m spiraling, lost in the thunder. We could fly, we could fall, we could burn, we could break, But I’d chase every spark just to feel it again. I didn’t think twice… but you were always gonna burn me alive.

Prometimos un amor, lleno de pasión, juramos no dejarlo apagar. Pero en este amor ya no queda nada, sólo sombras de lo que un día fue esa llama. La pasión de este amor poco a poco se perdió, la pasión entre los dos lentamente se apagó. Mi amor se desvanece entre las cenizas, de lo que un día fue tu fuego. Y quisiera saber qué pasó aquí, quisiera entender por qué se apagó. Cómo recobrar la llama de lo que fue, porque me está matando que sea así. *[Pre-coro]* Las noches se han vuelto silenciosas, los días pasan sin emoción. El espacio entre nosotros es tan grande, que no sé cómo cruzarlo sin tu calor. *[Coro]* Tarde entendí que ya no era lo mismo para ti, tarde aprendí que no querías seguir así. Pero no logro entender qué quieres hacer, dime qué fue lo que pasó aquí. Quisiera entender, quisiera entender. Ya no eres igual, ya no me besas, ni me abrazas como solías hacerlo. No sabes cómo duele vivir de recuerdos de lo que fue, de lo que un día fue pasión. Explícame por qué fue pasión y por qué ya no lo es. *[Puente]* El eco de tu risa ya no está, tus caricias se han vuelto frías. Siento que te vas, pero no dices nada, me dejas con preguntas, me dejas en la nada. Quisiera saber si esto aún tiene salvación, si hay una chispa escondida entre el dolor. O si simplemente debo dejarte ir, aunque en mi pecho siga ardiendo este amor. *[Coro Final]* Tarde entendí que ya no era lo mismo para ti, tarde aprendí que no querías seguir así. Pero no logro entender qué quieres hacer, dime qué fue lo que pasó aquí. Quisiera entender, quisiera entender. Ya no eres igual, ya no me besas, ni me abrazas como solías hacerlo. No sabes cómo duele vivir de recuerdos de lo que fue, de lo que un día fue pasión. Explícame por qué fue pasión, y por qué ya no lo es. Explícame por qué fue pasión, y por qué ya no lo es.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

Ballad of Armpit, Ohio Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Tractors Combine, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream to patriotic Americans. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and not saying it"s wrong. (you do you) But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business; had a pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the meat) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto AF) Drugs involved. Then the pig farms. (they be dang stanky) (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) (sloopy hang on) Welcome to the armpit of America. (beer drive through and horse apples, too) Must not be so bad if you"re still here. Take out the trash. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O)(O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) (fades out)

Ruggles Ohio, From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Huge population and obese weight, just facts but it will affect your fate blood pressure and overall weight. Now it can measure your morality and spiritual fate. (you should) Vote for a world with more peace treaties. (politics is a pile of greed-filled kolaches) (they worship money. Welcome to reality.) We learned from the poets, the verses, the celebrity stain: Snoop Dig Diggity Dog - in 90"s the lame Hip hippity hop, crip walk on the spot, but don"t. (Poindexter cracker casper) Got no hugs but many strugs, like the tiny geographical area in Ohio called Ruggles. So many Amish. Mennonite Bubbles. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. Buckey"s fans know about loss. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Statistically told, humans watch riots unfold From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, O"Rielly. Cause fake news is the common stylee. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) They say MAGA is the dictator state. Why the hate? Drank a bottle of orange man bad-a-rade. (haterade electrolyte drink) an overpaid bobblehead hood rat with a ghetto fade. Publish your fake (news) and take a mirror to look at; (took the cosbey"s to the pool) Took a dump. Left a load. Left some grease upon the road. In my undies. It"s called streaks. Brown stains on fabric. Not anal leaks. Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) It is called Burger King not burger queen. It is called Burger King not burger queen. (McDonalds also known as Queen McQueef) Have they found Waldo or Snowden? Evidence of corruption and evidence within? Type a few words, watch the big fat jelly roll. From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) (McDonalds also known as Queen McQueef)(McDonalds also known as Queen McQueef)

Big topics not from the tropics and has nothing to do with weed. But: Huge population and obese weight, just facts but it will affect your fate. Now it breathes diet soda, now it knows diabetes Vote for a world with more peace treaties. (politics is a pile of poop) We learned from the poets, the verses, the celebrity stain: Snoop Dig Diggity Dog - in 90"s the lame game Pog. (crip smoking weed gangsters) Got no huggles but several struggles, like the tiny Ohio area called ruggles. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Lost a tooth because you forgot to floss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. (obviously from access to drugs and no dental insurance) (EBT.STD. GDP. RFID. RIP. Humans are a commodity) Statistical mold, humans watch riots unfold From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. They say Maga is a beacon of hate. Why? Brainwashed bobbleheads always irate. Get your weave on, take a mirror to look Big ass eyelashes dummy has never read a book. (believe our weave if not you can leave) The meat got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality. It is called Burger King not burger queen. (Burger King - so get over it. (McDonalds. Queen McQueef) (EBT.STD. GDP. RFID. RIP. Humans are a commodity) Have they found Waldo or Snowden? Probably evidence of corruption and eveidence closed in? Left and right there is a difference between. (you know what I mean) Type a few words, watch the big fat jelly roll. From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right.

(Verse 1) I put you in the washer, we were side by side, Tumbled through the bubbles, took a soapy ride. But when the cycle ended, I was all alone, One sock missing, where did you go? (Pre-Chorus) Did you run away, or did you disappear? Are you in another world or stuck behind the gear? Tell me now, my cotton friend, are you safe and warm? Or did the dryer monster take you in the storm? (Chorus) 🎶 Where did you go, my tiny little sock? Are you trapped in a vortex, lost in the flock? I’ve searched the basket, I’ve checked the floor, But you"re not here anymore! 🎶 (Verse 2) I found your twin, sitting on my bed, Looking so lonely, filled with dread. Now I’ve got one, but what’s the use? A sock without a pair is just abuse! (Bridge - Dramatic Slow Part) Maybe you found a better life, Living free, without the strife. Or are you in the lost sock land? Holding onto some stranger’s hand… (Final Chorus - More Emotional) 🎶 Where did you go, my tiny little sock? Are you living in freedom, or trapped in a sock lock? Maybe one day, we’ll reunite... Until then, I’ll wear mismatched socks tonight. 🎶 (Outro - Whispered) 🧦 Goodbye, my friend… wherever you are…

[Verse] Dust and rubble fill the air Our flag is soaring high Kids and soldiers standing there Underneath the same sky [Verse 2] Tears and shouts on war-torn street Thunder shakes our bones Brave hearts never face defeat We guard our sacred homes [Chorus] We rise up strong Echoes of Ukraine We'll fight on and on Through the fire and the rain [Verse 3] In the dark we light the flame Courage in our veins Even though they curse our name We withstand the pains [Bridge] Whispers of the fallen men Echoes in the night We vow to never bend again Injustice we'll rewrite [Chorus] We rise up strong Echoes of Ukraine We'll fight on and on Through the fire and the rain

Always misread, they"ll never truly know me Til I"m dead, they"ll never truly love me Masterpieces wasting until someone says they"re holy Oooooh Fame posthumous, carved in stone Echoes of meaning I once called my own You skim through the lines but don"t hear what I"m saying I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain (AHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHH!!) (AHHHHHHH!!) (Ooohhh...) Idolizing shadows long after I"m gone Glory is a myth and I was never the one They miss every moment, ignore the sun Oooooohh Fame posthumous, carved in stone Echoes of meaning I once called my own You skim through the lines but don"t hear what I"m saying I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain I guess silence is the price when you"re speak, speak, speaking in... (Paaaaaaaiinnnnn!!!!) (AHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!) (AHHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!)

Always misread, they"ll never truly know me Til I"m dead, they"ll never truly love me Masterpieces wasting until someone says they"re holy Oooooh Fame posthumous, carved in stone Echoes of meaning I once called my own You skim through the lines but don"t hear what I"m saying I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain (AHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHH!!) (AHHHHHHH!!) (Ooohhh...) Idolizing shadows long after I"m gone Glory is a myth and I was never the one They miss every moment, ignore the sun Oooooohh Fame posthumous, carved in stone Echoes of meaning I once called my own You skim through the lines but don"t hear what I"m saying I guess silence is the price when you"re speaking in pain I guess silence is the price when you"re speak, speak, speaking in... (AHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!) (AHHHHHHHHHH!!!) (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!)