Atmosphere - In Her Music Box lyrics

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She had a bad dream in the back seat

the same one as yesterday, the same one as last week

surrounded by her favorite favorites,

elmo, barbie, her purple baby blanket

and that little match box looks just like dads car

its fast on the lever, pretends its nascar

it jumps over elmo cause it can fly that far

with daddy in the front seat frontin' like a rapstar

hey girl, oh girl daddys the greatest

he knows the words to everything on the radio playlist

he fakes the accent even makes all the faces

and when he raises his voice it makes him feel like he's famous

yea papa got his lean on

weavin down lake street tryin to get his scene on

stop in the whip to say somethin out the window

bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio

good daddy wont smoke no weed

until the bass cradles her back to sleep

but he can steak his mack while she takes a nap

to the sweet pretty sounds of the gangster rap

the high hats are angels voices

they keep her distracted from the strangest voices

escape is a paradox, because the childhood is locked in that music box

chorus:

daddys drive around, mommys work night shifts

sweet dreams, sleep little precious

lay down in that music box, escape in the sound of that music box

(x2)

yea, daddy knows people hes important

the guy with the suit and tie they see at the court

and it seems like he aint tryin to talk to police

but at the car wash they treat him like the star that she sees

they like papas big wheels

and the lollipop she gets makes her feel like a big deal

not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still

like the toy that she knows is gunna come with the kids meal

she loves drive-thru food

health conscious dad, he buys her the juice

a little sip of soda, builds the pride

go ahead baby girl dont spill those fries

nuh uh papa cant roll a messy office

compulsive in the way she laid them napkins all across the seat

never puts her feet up on the upholstery

just kicks em side to side to the beat .. on the radio

she sings along like dad does

she knows all the words but she leaves out the bad ones

except bitch, she always sings the word bitch

cause it makes her daddy laugh, its her magic trick

and when daddy picks mommy up they fight

they fights about money they fight about life

so she concentrates so so hard on the music

and loses herself inside of the bass and the movement

chorus (x2)

turn that buick off.

Thanks to woot for these lyrics