Glitch in the Pocket

Late night flicker

Screen glow, ashtray

Beat got a limp

But it still don’t stray

Glass on the table

Cold ring on my palm

Bass line crooked

But it keeps me calm

Vinyl dust dancing

In a sideways loop

Snare hit limping

Like it jumped the stoop

Words drip heavy

Off a chipped gold tooth

Laugh in the echo

Then I bend that truth

Glitch in the pocket, still on time

I break, I stutter, then I climb

Jazz in the veins, rap on the spine

Glitch in the pocket, still on time

Coat on the chair

Bills in a rubber band

Phone face cracked

Like it understands

hi-hat chatter

Like teeth in the cold

Kick drum stagger

With a heart too old

I trip on the rhythm

Then land on the beat

[low vocal register] Make wrong feel right

When it loops on repeat

[whispered vocals] Cut

Splice

Turn that flaw to ice

Every little skip

Got a sacrifice

I miss one step

Then I double back

Trip over silence

Turn it to an attack