Ghostly
didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound
didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound
didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound
didn't even know what was going down...
till the people heard that trumpet sound
pocket watches watched us. the hole world clocked us
like sprinters in the winter we runnin outtah breath
what's left when your diginity is washed down the faucet.
eventually they bought us brought us to
the the faded end of the margin.. us words they treated we like martians..
a fueled rebellion.. willam tell them the answer to the riddle
silence in the thinking chamber.. astral plane seemingly insane but there is no danger...
i dissappeared for moment is plain site..
mental mechanic playing game with life
device unmeasured.. adulterous pleasure
there are no levers to vote with...
hands cut off... the ones you used to use to praise the most with
the ones you'd use to to toast with if you even had an occassion to do so
eyes wide like a childs open upon seeing a new snow
a new revolt.. came like a jolt in the rain and ben's kite never was electrocuted
executed words play, zombie day we all stand attention by the grave of us
be moderen slaves till we awake and break up out this maze.. today's the day.. today's
the bloody day!
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