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replicator (of futurology) - borrowed time كلمات الأغنية

so what ya gonna write about today? the crushing pain or the malaise?
the sh-t wage gonna help ya to spray words on the page
‘cause i would say that that is time recompensed in a way
in the end i’m pretty blessed to have agency, to speak truth to the powers that are corroding me away
‘cause that’s much more than most others get
and why it’s such a shame to see artists just talking about themselves
whether you like it or not, you have a responsibility to voice the frustration for the others that can’t
it’s important when we talk to have some sense of urgency to break the gridlock of these sinister plans by members of this species to be facetious and duplicitous, occupy privilege without a single shred of evidence and support the claims of what they’re doing is gonna work and ignore the heaps of evidence claiming it’s making our situation worse
f-ck, i don’t want to say wake up and smell the coffee
honestly, this world is rotten from its orifice
engulfed in a cacophony of idle idolatry
it’s a monetary policy slowly morphing into insanity
f-ck it, i’m quitting my job
i’ll live life like a sloth in a forest covered with frond, a shaman practicing malice and an average wasted intelligence
with a [?] pen i grip
[?]
what’cha mean it’s not that simple?
you’re just scared ‘cause you think the answer hinges on me kicking you off your pedestal
your virtues are [?], [?] do not change the globe
your actions are impractical ‘cause you can’t control the [?]
and your mandible’s demanding to be pleasured
the ransom that you have to hold instead of doing better
how’d you plan to change the world in a world without change, where you complain about living the same way everyday?
don’t make the mistake of thinking that you don’t have options
everything is limitless until you’re trapped in a coffin
so don’t stop, don’t f-cking slow down
you either go aground or discover the source of the profound
either way, you’ve got to take it, so take the ride
don’t clamor in hate ‘cause no one makes it out alive
spoiler alert, there is a good chance it’s just a cosmic joke, a morbid curiosity for an alien in a lab coat
ha, now that’s dope, imagine it, f-ck it, ya laugh at it i hope
keep writing the prose that you spoke so eloquently
keep fighting the foes until they develop some empathy
end of the day, what’s in a name? everybody’s the same, we’re just moving through life in different ways with no road signs to follow
we stumbled over blight into the boat light of tomorrow, drown in sorrows of morrow, [?] are clutching the bottles like straws
pay no mind to what’s lost
focus on what you’ve got, you know the script
same sh-t, different day
nah, same days of infinite play, know what i’m saying, yes yes

- replicator of futurology

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