Lyrics:
It has often been my dream
To live with one who wasn't there
Like an ocean fish who swam upstream
Through nets, by hooks, and hungry bears.
upstream
Through nets, by hooks, and hungry bears
When the water grew less deep
My fins were aching from the strain
I'm swimming in my sleep
I know I
on the haunted screams of the damned
Their laments are my requiem
Then I sense something deep down below
The grand lakes of fire that calls for my souls
In
migration spiraling down below
But our failure will be a sight to behold
Standing at the gates
Of our promised realm
(Dig down all the way down now
Down in
years have gone away
Left me here with their bills to pay the fire that once consumed my insides
Is doused by my sunken rain cloud eyes
So god can you
down below
I'll find some solace someday
And you'll reap what you sow
I'll see you bloody Sunday
So you can burn for free
Close your eyes
Blinded
Hearts were exploding around us
As we drifted south down the bay.
The gray up above and gray down below
Left us with nothing to say.
So we
a song about the pound a week rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see
and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow
And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope
In the mouth of the south below
We've seen those
music and myself
If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out father oh
Stand by
the fire down below
But they would pay for their deceiving
For a deadly web was weaving
Why they picked that spot that evening
Lord, the night will only
as the threat at hand and not the better man
Who never go a lot further, they're Bob Schmurdered
By a justice system going light on a Brock Turner
So I don't
picture if Michael Myers could rap
Don't get burnt by the flames I'm torching Dosia fire is back status is active
Status is active I'm back attackin' ya
like the nine mil'
Stripped you down naked
Funny style, nigga claim you're real
But you're fakers
Take a journey on my globe
Trying to show you all
to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was
the mountain
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly
Their dreams invaded by shadowy
wombs
It's all in the light the demons still know
who their grabbin on and pulling down below
and in the end in your kitschy gray hole
you'll find love
the beat go
Hit you with something that'll rock ya frame
I feel like an animal
Surrounded by a freakshow
Ready to jump when im out the cage
If they can find
rise
From the streets below
And our ranks will grow
And grow
And grow
And so the world will feel the fire and finally know
Pulitzer may own
got's the heat
It's the heat, the hot shit ya bump
Set fire to a track so what, what you want
It's the heat ya get burned by the beat
The music that
her smile
Their commitment to each other
Burned like a forest fire
Otis on the radio singing Stand By Me
As a trooper pulled them over
And said
trick dudes who love to ride harleys,
You can't relate,
I conversate.
With dead bodies,
Catch me with a blunt, smoke it with the ghost of Bob Marley.
I
I look for the light but now it's gone I feel like I'm crawling I can't go on While searching for gold I fell down below I should have known
grew up with, son from next do'
My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
I thought about murder,
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