[Verse 1: Looms] Catch him kissing sheets candidly Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece Majesty shimmers in her sanity Grab the spindle, weave tapestries Delineating dreams that breach canopies The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude Sitting on a star, watch mountains move Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his... [Verse 2: Atlas] The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering My each and every thought along with every candid decibel I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially The same way that my faults do
I love this drawing, it somehow has a mystery feel, and it adds a hole new vibe to the song, making it feel less sad, and more confusing. As a doodler, this is high tier abstract art
Lyrics Catch him kissing sheets candidly Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece Majesty shimmers in her sanity Grab the spindle, weave tapestries Delineating dreams that breach canopies The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude Sitting on a star, watch mountains move Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his... [Verse 2: Atlas] The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering My each and every thought along with every candid decibel I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially The same way that my faults do
It doesnt matter how popular Atlas is. Only real music's gonna last all that other shit is here today and gone tmro, This music is built to last because its honest.
Catch him kissing sheets candidly Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece Majesty shimmers in her sanity Grab the spindle, weave tapestries Delineating dreams that breach canopies The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude Sitting on a star, watch mountains move Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his... [Verse 2: Atlas] The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering My each and every thought along with every candid decibel I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially The same way that my faults do
Pure art. Pure eloquence. Pure passion. This is what I love ab rap
[Verse 1: Looms]
Catch him kissing sheets candidly
Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece
Majesty shimmers in her sanity
Grab the spindle, weave tapestries
Delineating dreams that breach canopies
The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands
That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands
Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces
Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus
Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two
Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's
Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude
Sitting on a star, watch mountains move
Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss
A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks
Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth
Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his...
[Verse 2: Atlas]
The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes
Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my
Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state
Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place
And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal
Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission
Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon
And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional
Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering
My each and every thought along with every candid decibel
I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around
A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down
Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially
The same way that my faults do
I love this drawing, it somehow has a mystery feel, and it adds a hole new vibe to the song, making it feel less sad, and more confusing. As a doodler, this is high tier abstract art
i dream of a perfect world where this song is on spotify
bro how have i as a mega atlas fan for years never heard this song, i guess there is always new things to discover in this world
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I do not like this slander however I know it to be true kek
Atlas with joji 2020
That would be the dopest beat
yes please
Imagine
well... I got some bad news for ya bud
@@qtpatrol damn what happened?
This was the first atlas song I heard, then defeated, then anxious, then sunshine. ALL CLASSICS
Atlas kind of sounds like Mac Miller which adds an extra layer of feels to his verse for me
Lyrics
Catch him kissing sheets candidly
Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece
Majesty shimmers in her sanity
Grab the spindle, weave tapestries
Delineating dreams that breach canopies
The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands
That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands
Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces
Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus
Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two
Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's
Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude
Sitting on a star, watch mountains move
Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss
A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks
Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth
Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his...
[Verse 2: Atlas]
The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes
Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my
Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state
Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place
And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal
Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission
Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon
And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional
Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering
My each and every thought along with every candid decibel
I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around
A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down
Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially
The same way that my faults do
I wish that looms verse was the whole song tbh
Don't hate on my man atlas.
I love atlas but looms killed this song
I need more music like this
check out my new upload, his newest ep :)
Im Commander Shepard and this is my favourite place on the internet!
I'm glad he's not popular tbh or he'd just be too mainstream. I wonder what he looks like ...
lolli plower hes got heaps of photos on instagram @rapperatlas, and yeah i like how he isnt known that much
quin okay he does not look like what I expected but wouh
yeah lol, he looks different from the image i h
ad in my head.
It doesnt matter how popular Atlas is. Only real music's gonna last all that other shit is here today and gone tmro, This music is built to last because its honest.
quin I went and looked him up on instagram and couldn't find him. What do I doooo??
7 years and I still here.
love that
Looms verse was amazing
Get IT on Spotify and itunes
My favorite Verses.
*B I G M O O D*
This always hits just right. Looms and Atlas should work together more.
I hate how I can’t find any of these songs on spotifty
Revelation 2016 Valentine and early graves is
Ya some of it is
sucha good song :)
this is amazing
Atlas music... subbed.
Real Hip-Hop Music thank you!!
Pain...
i finally found it again
entero de vio el Atlas oeeee compareeeeee
Catch him kissing sheets candidly
Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece
Majesty shimmers in her sanity
Grab the spindle, weave tapestries
Delineating dreams that breach canopies
The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands
That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands
Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces
Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus
Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two
Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's
Suck sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude
Sitting on a star, watch mountains move
Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss
A pariah with a passion cack-handed in the sticks
Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth
Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his...
[Verse 2: Atlas]
The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes
Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my
Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state
Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place
And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal
Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission
Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon
And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional
Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering
My each and every thought along with every candid decibel
I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around
A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down
Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially
The same way that my faults do
Any other Loom. stuff anywhere?
Holy fuck looms did a track with atlas??? Madddd
do cosmo sheldrake's "the moss"
does someone know where i can find more of looms
his soundcloud.
Mark Groves couldnt find it
soundcloud.com/languidlooms/shrink-trngrst
also *check out my channel - soundcloud.com/grovesva/table-talk
Sure man
does anyone know what looms looks like?
Check out Loudhouse cypher with loom
dude blew up.. last year this had like 400 views lmao
Does looms have a Insta
Michael Hernandez i know im late, but its languidlooms
Instrumental?
Tomcbumpz - dusk
Atlas should collab with Chance the rapper
if atlas ever gets big enough lol
Brock Canales Or Joji Miller.
Brock Canales fuck chance the rapper he should collab with Tyler and joji
Joji
Mav3rick he def gives me an ofwgkta vibe from back in the day more of an earl vibe tho
Instrumental?