Lyrics:
just another stain
To become
A lonewolf
An outsider
The anomic
Absorbed in this catatonic
Suffering
In this madness I've built
My isolation fuels my
bow
And true mi nuh conjoin
Mi nuh wait fi mankind
Fi move
So my fuel a di sweat a mi brow
Tell dem fi try every kind of distraction
Fi gi satisfaction
They say your dreams just like the Lotto no one gets those
But I go slow drivin' down Brettley Lane dodging pot holes
Ua drop a model, fuel
I fear that it's all on my shoulders
to lead by example
conquer these boulders
one step forward
brings these coals back to smolder
reignite this
the darkest mind
Now your heart's confined by the artist grind
You try to stop your motivation shook
Got writers block 'cause it's problems every place you
know where my will is heading
Songs about how to digest the past as fuel
For seeing what's old as new
Like new
You don't have to see it for yourself
You've got a secret ambition but you're surrounded by doubt
They don't believe in the vision and so they're drowning it out
And that's a pain that you work
it your last.
I won't be swayed again.
By your warm breath upon my neck.
Rather than listen to your voice.
I'll scream out the last rights of this
get burned quick
And fricasseed for nada 4
Keep an eye
On the chick that's in the Prada
Who by night
Is a stripper in a garter
High as a kite
of evil taste of sin
Floating ashes in the wind
Fuel to embers, Fire breaks free
Music & Lyrics by Heikkinen
Solo: Mikko
hammering the nails down
As we each die clinging to the lies that hold our world in place
One by one, we reach the precipice
As progeny of vice and avarice
on separate flights
Strangers in the night
Going nowhere
There's a 747 goin' into the night
There's no power they don't know why
They've no fuel they
in the night
Going nowhere
There's a 747 goin' into the night
There's no power they don't know why
They've no fuel they gotta land soon
They can't
leaders on a slowboat to china
Where they still play pac-man
Just like it's 1983
Disruption fuels the fire in our labratories
From sleepless efforts
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1]
You at my welcome mat and I ain't mad by letting you in
Long as you listen to me closely as you get to know Jin
First
First I drank insecticide
A little more each day
Followed by dirty and sugary foods
Grown where the light was grey
Later my thoughts were small
Quay Dash :
It’s a new day
Fuck what a bitch gotta say
Ima do need to Quay
Take this 5k
Looking pretty sitting by the bay
It be K/O/K/A
We do
washed with fear and tension
Know yourself and start reflecting
But I’ve been
Chasing shooting stars
Maneuver through the odds
From underdog to a god by
There's a bay up in Alaska oh so cold and clear
A home for creatures great and small
Till the pipeline appeared
To bring us fuel to heat our homes
Train your pride to find some fuel to ride tracks and hide your hypocritic eyes up on your plate
And dine alright for preaching bugs and crickets
Sit
I’m all about a bag doe I
Idfaf about you assholes
You flat broke
Taking henny by the shot
Barely any in ya knot
Getting Pennies on the slot
whaLe
over
Dekadent tries to be loner
Why should I waste my time on depressive vibes
When my fuel can needs a donor
When you override my zone, you don't have
by rights
Had to get a tank, had to get 'em running for their money to the bank, ah
State your name
Who the fuck is this? Why you walking like you
Buildings falling and trailers burning
There's been no employment
So tell me mahn who would wanna go there
Prophet say make I prophesize
Fuel prices dey
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