Up My Sleeves
Death Grips Lyrics

Doors and windows on, motions on
Everything is set up and ready to go.

Up my sleeves, up my sleeves, up my sleeves, up my sleeves, up my sleeves
There are many secrets and hidden things that I am keeping close.

I take my life like I kept it
I live life on my own terms and in my own way.

Up my sleeves, never sounds like you meant it
My words and actions can be hard to understand, even if they are sincere.

I take my life like any way I can fetish
I have a strong obsession and desire for my own life and experiences.

Snatch it, only as directed
Handle with care and follow the instructions precisely.

Snatch it, 'cause I got the queen's tits
Take hold of what I have to offer, because I have something special.

Up my sleeves I hold your ground with my perch
I am in control and can stand my ground in any situation.

Up my sleeves fill my soul, quench my hearse
The things I keep hidden bring me comfort and ease my anxieties.

I don't wanna, Cut mine off, I don't wanna, Fuck you back
I don't want to change myself or make sacrifices for anyone else.

I'm rolling, Oh, my agony's priceless
I am moving forward, even if it causes me pain.

I take my life any way you can slice this
I will live life on my own terms no matter how difficult or challenging it might be.

Snatch my shame and fetish
Take control of the things that bring me shame and cause desire.

Got it in discretion for effect
I will use my secrets and hidden desires to my advantage.

If you can't snatch my fetish, I'll FedEx it
I will find a way to share my desires and secrets no matter what.

If I'm so necessary, Blank blank obituary, At Broadway cemetery
Even if I am important or significant, it doesn't matter in the end.

My terracotta army, Disarms me, Disowns me Also, Also also, Mr. Ripley told me
Even the army I have surrounded myself with can turn on me, and I cannot trust anyone fully.

You play highway hocus, Ain't much more highway can ride me
You can try to deceive and manipulate me, but I won't be fooled for long.

My dead mother in my dream, Remember when December blew her ashes 'cross my jeans
I have lost someone I loved, and it is a painful memory that I carry with me.

Off these chains, Some things only I have seen, Some people only I have been
I have experienced things and seen things that are unique to me alone.

Used to know who I was, Fuck if I knew who that was
I used to have a clear sense of my identity, but now I am unsure and lost.

Just don't die in a hospital
I don't want to face my own mortality in a place that is sterile and impersonal.

Nothing you can offer, I ain't hocked
I cannot be bought or sold.

Everything's nothing to me, I'm knocked
Despite everything that is happening around me, I feel nothing.

I abstain from being and succumb
I try to avoid being affected by the world around me, but sometimes I cannot help it.

Don't feel none, I flog the remedy
Even though I cannot feel anything, I still seek out ways to be healed or cured.

Alchemy for your bodily, Nonsensically
I seek out strange or mystical methods to cure myself emotionally or physically.

Got a Pendleton on my valley
I have something special or unique to offer.

I came to free your bodily up my sleeves
I want to help others, but I can only do it in my own way and in my own time.