All right
I can hear the ocean in a shell, but, for the life of me,
Paladin tribe, break beat elitists.
I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions,
I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns, born clutching a fistful.
Sovereigns bring the rise from the funnel; a chorus line of blind crazes tap the water, find the tunnel.
As skinny clique mechanics flock to block pick of the land, we stretch the earth around the canvas dragging stick in the sand and pan the hell out!
Oh, the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague, skating slalom through this churning murder columns
I am not entirely trained to undo the shame, and all
I got's three pennies and a rusty mic unto my name, unto my game, the father
Emerald City in wonderous novelty.
Fade to Black, like these pretty pink lungs, slugger.
Paper dolls facade as swash buckler. (yeah)
Bounty hunt the front to document the frosh cluster.
Fade me. I flee the scene, grippin' the missing link like chain gang escapees. (I'm sayin')
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
There is not a track to cherish from he who lacks merit.
And all I think about's the motion, exerted to color mavericks alerted.
Herd a billion nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish.
I settle.
A conquest: stamp it, label it fresh. (fresh)
I, in turn, apply policies which require intrinsic merit. (uh)
Load your fantasy.
Interject a bad dream candidly, blue in the face, through in the chase between myself and fame's embrace.
Bending my city to hold water.
Yeah, we got affiliates.
Cadet merit and brilliance.
Clever corporal king-thing, crooked
I shrink,
I sink into my book.
It's, like, fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosities allowed the freak show to continue.
We unknowingly sketched the pentagram by sending clans of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star.
Bizarre pattern with a bad vibe like
Jafar to Aladdin; pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me.
Wait, ain't it the liquid soul therapy?
I sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped these boogie nights, sucked wattage from rookie lights.
Now you proud.
I'ma be there when you rush in, just to touch the mushroom cloud.
Drink failure
Lord have mercy on their dreams... pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen.
Know what
I mean? (I scream)
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
We consider fresh soundplay we seek frighteningly close to extinct.,,
The conclusion is subtle:
Huddled amongst hermitic gutter-bugs, peasants, and drunks, junkies to critics, sick dictators, haters, kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling the wild fires, (fires) live wires;
I tend to plan an action less than orderly in, with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn, (torn) these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data matter.
First heard as remarkable is now labeled as unmarketable.
Damn, thorn in my side...
Burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, then the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded
Leviathan!
Dead it. Headed to crunch the world of
MC etiquette by dismantling mics prior to passing towards degenerates.
How do you like that settlement?
You feel that?
A maverick like myself bottles the creativity till the cocoon naturally peels back.
This little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star within an ample sky sample.
I alerted my sole crusaders to trade the games; prescribed them strict diets of
DDT and Kelthane
It fester when ingested,
Glorious vellum addressing helots to zealots, to
Get Merit.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:03.49]All right
[00:05.10]I can hear the ocean in a shell, but, for the life of me,
[00:11.75]Paladin tribe, break beat elitists.
[00:22.37]I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions,
[00:25.86]I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns, born clutching a fistful.
[00:33.72]Sovereigns bring the rise from the funnel; a chorus line of blind crazes tap the water, find the tunnel.
[00:39.53]As skinny clique mechanics flock to block pick of the land, we stretch the earth around the canvas dragging stick in the sand and pan the hell out!
[00:52.48]Oh, the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague, skating slalom through this churning murder columns
[00:59.39]I am not entirely trained to undo the shame, and all
[01:03.22]I got's three pennies and a rusty mic unto my name, unto my game, the father
[01:12.75]Emerald City in wonderous novelty.
[01:20.30]Fade to Black, like these pretty pink lungs, slugger.
[01:23.83]Paper dolls facade as swash buckler. (yeah)
[01:27.13]Bounty hunt the front to document the frosh cluster.
[01:39.29]Fade me. I flee the scene, grippin' the missing link like chain gang escapees. (I'm sayin')
[01:44.20]BUILD ME (me)
[01:46.40]KILL ME (me)
[01:55.70]There is not a track to cherish from he who lacks merit.
[02:00.60]And all I think about's the motion, exerted to color mavericks alerted.
[02:05.40]Herd a billion nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish.
[02:16.49]I settle.
[02:17.39]A conquest: stamp it, label it fresh. (fresh)
[02:20.94]I, in turn, apply policies which require intrinsic merit. (uh)
[02:31.79]Load your fantasy.
[02:33.49]Interject a bad dream candidly, blue in the face, through in the chase between myself and fame's embrace.
[02:58.39]Bending my city to hold water.
[03:00.79]Yeah, we got affiliates.
[03:02.99]Cadet merit and brilliance.
[03:05.49]Clever corporal[?] king-thing, crooked
[03:08.59]I shrink,
[03:10.19]I sink into my book.
[03:12.09]It's, like, fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosities allowed the freak show to continue.
[03:25.69]We unknowingly sketched the pentagram by sending clans of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star.
[03:33.69]Bizarre pattern with a bad vibe like
[03:36.59]Jafar to Aladdin; pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me.
[03:43.79]Wait, ain't it the liquid soul therapy?
[03:46.59]I sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped these boogie nights, sucked wattage from rookie lights.
[03:51.99]Now you proud.
[03:53.49]I'ma be there when you rush in, just to touch the mushroom cloud.
[03:57.29]Drink failure
[03:59.09]Lord have mercy on their dreams... pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen.
[04:04.59]Know what
[04:05.19]I mean? (I scream)
[04:06.99]BUILD ME (me)
[04:08.99]KILL ME (me)
[04:11.09]We consider fresh soundplay we seek frighteningly close to extinct.,,
[04:23.09]The conclusion is subtle:
[04:26.39]Huddled amongst hermitic gutter-bugs, peasants, and drunks, junkies to critics, sick dictators, haters, kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling the wild fires, (fires) live wires;
[04:37.49]I tend to plan an action less than orderly in, with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn, (torn) these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data matter.
[04:47.49]First heard as remarkable is now labeled as unmarketable.
[04:51.69]Damn, thorn in my side...
[05:00.09]Burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, then the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded
[05:07.79]Leviathan!
[05:09.19]Dead it. Headed to crunch the world of
[05:12.79]MC etiquette by dismantling mics prior to passing towards degenerates.
[05:17.99]How do you like that settlement?
[05:19.99]You feel that?
[05:21.09]A maverick like myself bottles the creativity till the cocoon naturally peels back.
[05:26.59]This little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star within an ample sky sample.
[05:34.59]I alerted my sole crusaders to trade the games; prescribed them strict diets of
[05:40.49]DDT and Kelthane
[05:42.99]It fester when ingested,
[05:45.39]Glorious vellum addressing helots to zealots, to
[05:58.79]Get Merit.
All right
I can hear the ocean in a shell, but, for the life of me,
Paladin tribe, break beat elitists.
I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions,
I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns, born clutching a fistful.
Sovereigns bring the rise from the funnel; a chorus line of blind crazes tap the water, find the tunnel.
As skinny clique mechanics flock to block pick of the land, we stretch the earth around the canvas dragging stick in the sand and pan the hell out!
Oh, the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague, skating slalom through this churning murder columns
I am not entirely trained to undo the shame, and all
I got's three pennies and a rusty mic unto my name, unto my game, the father
Emerald City in wonderous novelty.
Fade to Black, like these pretty pink lungs, slugger.
Paper dolls facade as swash buckler. (yeah)
Bounty hunt the front to document the frosh cluster.
Fade me. I flee the scene, grippin' the missing link like chain gang escapees. (I'm sayin')
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
There is not a track to cherish from he who lacks merit.
And all I think about's the motion, exerted to color mavericks alerted.
Herd a billion nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish.
I settle.
A conquest: stamp it, label it fresh. (fresh)
I, in turn, apply policies which require intrinsic merit. (uh)
Load your fantasy.
Interject a bad dream candidly, blue in the face, through in the chase between myself and fame's embrace.
Bending my city to hold water.
Yeah, we got affiliates.
Cadet merit and brilliance.
Clever corporal king-thing, crooked
I shrink,
I sink into my book.
It's, like, fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosities allowed the freak show to continue.
We unknowingly sketched the pentagram by sending clans of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star.
Bizarre pattern with a bad vibe like
Jafar to Aladdin; pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me.
Wait, ain't it the liquid soul therapy?
I sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped these boogie nights, sucked wattage from rookie lights.
Now you proud.
I'ma be there when you rush in, just to touch the mushroom cloud.
Drink failure
Lord have mercy on their dreams... pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen.
Know what
I mean? (I scream)
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
We consider fresh soundplay we seek frighteningly close to extinct.,,
The conclusion is subtle:
Huddled amongst hermitic gutter-bugs, peasants, and drunks, junkies to critics, sick dictators, haters, kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling the wild fires, (fires) live wires;
I tend to plan an action less than orderly in, with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn, (torn) these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data matter.
First heard as remarkable is now labeled as unmarketable.
Damn, thorn in my side...
Burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, then the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded
Leviathan!
Dead it. Headed to crunch the world of
MC etiquette by dismantling mics prior to passing towards degenerates.
How do you like that settlement?
You feel that?
A maverick like myself bottles the creativity till the cocoon naturally peels back.
This little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star within an ample sky sample.
I alerted my sole crusaders to trade the games; prescribed them strict diets of
DDT and Kelthane
It fester when ingested,
Glorious vellum addressing helots to zealots, to
Get Merit.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:03.49]All right
[00:05.10]I can hear the ocean in a shell, but, for the life of me,
[00:11.75]Paladin tribe, break beat elitists.
[00:22.37]I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions,
[00:25.86]I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns, born clutching a fistful.
[00:33.72]Sovereigns bring the rise from the funnel; a chorus line of blind crazes tap the water, find the tunnel.
[00:39.53]As skinny clique mechanics flock to block pick of the land, we stretch the earth around the canvas dragging stick in the sand and pan the hell out!
[00:52.48]Oh, the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague, skating slalom through this churning murder columns
[00:59.39]I am not entirely trained to undo the shame, and all
[01:03.22]I got's three pennies and a rusty mic unto my name, unto my game, the father
[01:12.75]Emerald City in wonderous novelty.
[01:20.30]Fade to Black, like these pretty pink lungs, slugger.
[01:23.83]Paper dolls facade as swash buckler. (yeah)
[01:27.13]Bounty hunt the front to document the frosh cluster.
[01:39.29]Fade me. I flee the scene, grippin' the missing link like chain gang escapees. (I'm sayin')
[01:44.20]BUILD ME (me)
[01:46.40]KILL ME (me)
[01:55.70]There is not a track to cherish from he who lacks merit.
[02:00.60]And all I think about's the motion, exerted to color mavericks alerted.
[02:05.40]Herd a billion nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish.
[02:16.49]I settle.
[02:17.39]A conquest: stamp it, label it fresh. (fresh)
[02:20.94]I, in turn, apply policies which require intrinsic merit. (uh)
[02:31.79]Load your fantasy.
[02:33.49]Interject a bad dream candidly, blue in the face, through in the chase between myself and fame's embrace.
[02:58.39]Bending my city to hold water.
[03:00.79]Yeah, we got affiliates.
[03:02.99]Cadet merit and brilliance.
[03:05.49]Clever corporal[?] king-thing, crooked
[03:08.59]I shrink,
[03:10.19]I sink into my book.
[03:12.09]It's, like, fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosities allowed the freak show to continue.
[03:25.69]We unknowingly sketched the pentagram by sending clans of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star.
[03:33.69]Bizarre pattern with a bad vibe like
[03:36.59]Jafar to Aladdin; pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me.
[03:43.79]Wait, ain't it the liquid soul therapy?
[03:46.59]I sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped these boogie nights, sucked wattage from rookie lights.
[03:51.99]Now you proud.
[03:53.49]I'ma be there when you rush in, just to touch the mushroom cloud.
[03:57.29]Drink failure
[03:59.09]Lord have mercy on their dreams... pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen.
[04:04.59]Know what
[04:05.19]I mean? (I scream)
[04:06.99]BUILD ME (me)
[04:08.99]KILL ME (me)
[04:11.09]We consider fresh soundplay we seek frighteningly close to extinct.,,
[04:23.09]The conclusion is subtle:
[04:26.39]Huddled amongst hermitic gutter-bugs, peasants, and drunks, junkies to critics, sick dictators, haters, kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling the wild fires, (fires) live wires;
[04:37.49]I tend to plan an action less than orderly in, with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn, (torn) these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data matter.
[04:47.49]First heard as remarkable is now labeled as unmarketable.
[04:51.69]Damn, thorn in my side...
[05:00.09]Burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, then the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded
[05:07.79]Leviathan!
[05:09.19]Dead it. Headed to crunch the world of
[05:12.79]MC etiquette by dismantling mics prior to passing towards degenerates.
[05:17.99]How do you like that settlement?
[05:19.99]You feel that?
[05:21.09]A maverick like myself bottles the creativity till the cocoon naturally peels back.
[05:26.59]This little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star within an ample sky sample.
[05:34.59]I alerted my sole crusaders to trade the games; prescribed them strict diets of
[05:40.49]DDT and Kelthane
[05:42.99]It fester when ingested,
[05:45.39]Glorious vellum addressing helots to zealots, to
[05:58.79]Get Merit.