Momentary Bliss (ft slowthai & Slaves)

[2D:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Momentary bliss

[Slaves:]
We could do so much better than this
Emotionally in fences and momentary bliss
We could do so much better than this
Oh, Rita, oh, Rita

[2D:]
Lovely Rita, meter maid
Lovely Rita, meter maid

[slowthai (2D):]
Your potential, you lack credentials
And you are special, so fuc*** special (Rita)
Oh, how you need it, oh how you’re needed
And you keep squeezing the truth from the middle (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You parted seas, but your arches, they ain’t golden (Ah)
And you was gangin’ for some gags and now you’re rollin’ (Woo)
Bet you shut your trap and keep it hush (Hush)
On another note, compliments make me blush
There’s a hole in your pocket, so you cannot find the change
Cavern of your mind, you say your pattern
You pull your strings and you jump, hold your mouth and you say: (Ah, ah, ah)
“What was scripted, the day before it happened?”
We all give applause when people look at boys
But on the way out and get your back in
See, everything in life ain’t silver and gold
But minin’ for metal gave you platinum

[slowthai:]
It makes me sick to think you ain’t happy in your skin
It’s weird thing to think light bulb don’t blink
Just flickers to them, then it pops and withers
You’re a turkey twizzler, you deserve school dinners
Makes me sick

[2D:]
Poster boy (Ayy)
Poster girl (Rita)
Truth begins (The bills)
Must be paid (Yeah, yeah, alright)
Poster boy (Yeah, alright)
Poster girl (Ah, that’s time)

The truth, the bills, they must be paid (Uh-huh)
And what is left and sorta atypical
All you need to change your face
You’re gettin’ sold, it’s such a waste
You know, we could do so much better than this
Swimmin’ in pools of momentary bliss
Where you gotta find a family ‘cause everybody taken
They worry you keep on adding
I think you gotta crawl

[slowthai:]
It makes me sick to think you ain’t happy in your skin
It’s weird thing to think light bulb don’t blink
Just flickers to them, then it pops and withers
You’re a turkey twizzler, you deserve school dinners
It makes me sick to think you ain’t happy in your skin
It’s weird thing to think life all ain’t bling
Just flickers to them, then it pops and withers
You’re a turkey twizzler, you deserve school dinners
Makes me sick

[Slaves:]
We could do so much better than this
Emotionally in fences and momentary bliss
We could do so much better than this
Oh, Rita, oh, Rita
We could do so much better than this
Perfect little pictures of moments that we missed
We could do so much better than this
Oh, Rita, oh, Rita