作词 : Nick Jackson/Ara Qaradaghi
作曲 : Nick Jackson/Ara Qaradaghi
“ET TU BRUTUS”
Mourning Run - Verse
The tail wagging the pit in the pit of gravel unraveling spliff topple Tower Babel when javelin hit Dramatic
emphatic no matter who I’m haggling with
Combative towards the badge and the blick
Til I’m ash in the wind magic
A bag of the tricks
Catalytic converters hacked from the whip
By a track running cackling witch
Friends— cracks addicts as kids
My can rattling tagging the bridge
Rat face tattles gave Matty a bid
Chicken scratch on the packages sent
No packets of ketchup packing up rappers for after the lent I’m lacking relent
Adaptiveness when the axiom shift
Bandwagoner’s latched to the tit
I don’t cap I just captain the ship
Mourning Run, all caps on the brick
Engineer it, kill the master and dip
Stems and caps for the trip-
A quarter century’s passing since we were packed in the back of that Buick century wagon
It’s rudimentary
We all bend the knee to that menacing law of entropy
And lest we forget, we are the authors we pretend to be
We all fill a hollow plot when the end is reached
The memories like brown acid and golden daffodils crashing at Hendrix feet
Mourning Run - Refrain x2
Double the money bubble the pot
hugging the block running and gunning til the walls all rubble and rock
Living under the government watch
Coming apart love in the heart but you can’t be something your not
作词 : Nick Jackson/Ara Qaradaghi
作曲 : Nick Jackson/Ara Qaradaghi
“ET TU BRUTUS”
Mourning Run - Verse
The tail wagging the pit in the pit of gravel unraveling spliff topple Tower Babel when javelin hit Dramatic
emphatic no matter who I’m haggling with
Combative towards the badge and the blick
Til I’m ash in the wind magic
A bag of the tricks
Catalytic converters hacked from the whip
By a track running cackling witch
Friends— cracks addicts as kids
My can rattling tagging the bridge
Rat face tattles gave Matty a bid
Chicken scratch on the packages sent
No packets of ketchup packing up rappers for after the lent I’m lacking relent
Adaptiveness when the axiom shift
Bandwagoner’s latched to the tit
I don’t cap I just captain the ship
Mourning Run, all caps on the brick
Engineer it, kill the master and dip
Stems and caps for the trip-
A quarter century’s passing since we were packed in the back of that Buick century wagon
It’s rudimentary
We all bend the knee to that menacing law of entropy
And lest we forget, we are the authors we pretend to be
We all fill a hollow plot when the end is reached
The memories like brown acid and golden daffodils crashing at Hendrix feet
Mourning Run - Refrain x2
Double the money bubble the pot
hugging the block running and gunning til the walls all rubble and rock
Living under the government watch
Coming apart love in the heart but you can’t be something your not