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shureshot hypothesis - flood كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]

and so, i dread nightly
uponeth these waters
i tread lightly
despite the fact that i just might fall through
the slightly top layer
to my deep abyss
with a wish and prayer
a god and myth
i could and i would
but that’s ludicrous
it took a whole d-mn universe to put me through this
now the odds are stacked and bets are placed
my head’s rivers running laps in a sanity race
out of body observation
tryin’ to follow the trace
of the real
but i feel that earth’s vanity pace
makes it hard to keep up
so we must
destruct
to free up, the only thing left that can relieve us but…

[chorus]

once your dam brain bursts
and the water has nowhere to go;
can your mind handle the worst
knowing if you do
something worse will show?

[verse 2]

as my spirit just makes gl-ss shatter
feel my thoughts go splatter
psychopath, digest ex until i’m lackin’ half my brain matter
matter of fact
when the panic attack
there ain’t a surface with a purpose that could handle this cr-p
on my path and my fruitless quest to save the world
i’ve found, all we truly are is one man or one girl
in this swirl of undecided chaos;
i revel in
can see the devil in the eyes of those who fake benevolence
and ever since, my twisted mind’s been on a trip to find peace
found confound within these lines
because they make time cease
to exist is a difficult tryst to get the gist of
within it, just a minute on an infinite list of
points on a time line ‘til time plants it’s death kiss
bliss one minute, the next you’re getting crossed off the list
points on a time line ‘til time plants it’s death kiss
bliss one minute, the next i’m getting crossed off the list
it’s like this…

[chorus]

[verse 3]

in the name of self-destruction
human combustion
ruthless seduction
l-stin’ or bust
what the f-ck then?
has f-cked the function
of what’s embedded in my head
though i dread it
steady to it, i be clutchin’
white knuckles bare
my grips exhausted
f-ck the fairness!
too much too careless, share this
and my breath is frosted;
frozen in time and sp-ce
like the words we’ve left unspoken;
strummed open heart strings
there’s somethin’ sparkling and starking in the unchosen
and plus a smidge of hope in
the smokin’ and broken way my soul’s attached
jammin’ circles into squares, as if the pieces match
a colder laugh
running over laps
stuck inside a cul-de-sac
hold up jack! i think i see a light at the end…
wait, nope, that’s just another train
comin’ around another bend

- shureshot hypothesis

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