lyrics
You gave a man his fill of poison, I can feel each & every drop erasing organs from the inventory.
What a story, poor me. I piss out state of minds like yours’ & watch mine evolve in the heat of the concrete.
I’m tied down but willing. This bed shakes with your hips unsure sway. You ask a nasty price, so don’t expect me to pay.
Dodging rain & acid bullets, stayin’ dry in a wethead world. My feet meet the floor, they say run. I say no thanks.
Time is mine, Calm as me, money is free, yeah they hand that shit to me. God’s giving death away like charity.
this world is one giant parody, yeah a fucking circus & I’m laughin’. Ya tight rope is snappin’ beneath your feet.
This is my treat to the elite. A street filled with your own’s blood. Needle to the tongue, you talk but I don’t listen.
Bringing heads back to the ground. The houses ego’s reside in are being burnt down
& knives are dripping after being pulled from the backs they’d call home.
Song’s been sung all the way through. mayors, presidents, all are hung too.
I always grant this grudge a long leash. don’t get wrapped up in a red carpet stained by the industry.
We’re dead after all. The hammer’s in my hand & I’m bringing things down.
Looking for a perspective shift, to avoid the front, the facade being put on. The bullshit meat, the fake earnings & sweating for men above me.
if you believe in that old time rock N roll, better believe it gets the better of your soul. That’s a spin off. But trust me, we’re better off.
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from
S/T,
released September 23, 2014
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