Asher Roth x Heather Grey - Temporary [Official Video] [4K]

'Temporary' is the first offering from Asher & HG's upcoming collaboration 'Temporary Heaven.' The project is the sequel to 2022's 'Why's It So Grey Out?'

Stream 'Temporary' on your preferred platform:
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Video shot & edited by Ian Kirby
  / iankirby_  

Written by Asher Roth
Produced by Heather Grey
  / _heather.grey  


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Lyrics

It’s all so temporary
temp_rary
remember when it feels scary
temp_rary

docile
while
trial by fire
my child
waiting for something worth/wild
flowers on the interstate
fall in space
try to integrate
but my moon won’t let me
stay in place

what’s his face?
what’s his name?
what’s his occupation?
i’m ok
not for me
I’m on Appalachian
resume on the way
or an application
has to wait
I can’t say
all my accolades mane

I'm amazed
by this conversation
you are who you spend your
days with
so true

I’d rather be alone then
if I can’t be with you
don’t bother with your phone
if it’s altering your mood
asylums for the broken
from indoctrinated schools
sides feel like they’re closing
cause I don’t make the rules
but I do though
cruise through the loophole
used by the suits who are frugal
cool bro
pluto makes a move to new home
ain’t no use getting used to it
man, too old
entire world is changing
feel new hope
some would say it’s danger
wonder if it’s new growth
but

(Chorus)

it’s all so temporary
temp - rary
remember when it feels scary
it’s temporary

Verse 2

the least of my concerns
is my pocket earns
a glimpse of the apocalypse
will fry your perm
blow your mind
what’s behind the curtain
emphasize that the dying is
certain
but not permanent
birth is

search for the words
not working
this verse a space for nourishment
if church is a place for worship
with the nerve to erase the worst of it
learn from it, can’t change persons

perched on the outskirts
of this round Earth
i observe
that a shout
doesn’t count as being heard
I’ve matured from
a loud mouth
who wants the last word
cast shadow to the doubt
not too proud to be embarrassed

and now serves
the sound through
the crowned source
travels out
giving new meaning to
crowd surf
riding on the wave
feeling pure
wish it’d stay the same
that’s not how it works cause...

(Chorus)