Текст песни
Passing phases set by holy phrases
Left to misinterpret
Shit, I've traveled lowly places
Common sense crumbling
A dollar follows nothing when
The bottom goes up again
I'm jumbled in a mess of
What I used to see as truth becoming rubble when corruption win
Stand beside belief, It's what we do to soothe destruction, sin and jabs right off the chin
To bruise the last of grief
I'm up to skin the bastards who would laugh then seemed to act like me and them were Kin
Damn
All I offer is honest gestures
Your perspective is selective quotes from trash sectors
Pack it up and jet
The path is broken
Never built correct
I'm knocking on the door like bill collectors
Still regret festers
Every single day
Ain't no sugar coating
Can't get out my way
I laugh it off, the strongest dose
Is often true placebo
When I choose to reach the deepest ocean
Me, I know our days are numbered
So it's good to keep on hoping
That sometimes the sun shines
I've learned to unwind
My lord it's not fine
This sword in my spine
She's gorgeous
I'm prime for a fortress big as an airport
High line views looking at the city
With pity that slowly brews
Fuck the whole committee I do what I choose
Gas me until there's fuse
And I blow the place to pieces on the 1s and 2s
But that won't come as news
Once you learn I paid my dues
Sharing whiskey with my grandfather
My jumper look like Dirk Nowitzki
So I don't bother sweating
Over any head who think that disrespect proper
When it's comes to fear and dread I got it stained on every collar
Shirt cycling
Worth becomes frightening
Search those cold eyes to find a little light
Tonight I said I'll write and serve it up from the diaphragm