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the thought - shard's path كلمات الأغنية

[intro: whose]
sick & tired of this capitalist h_ll_scape, man
making my ears bleed
so spotify can pay me less than a slave
ain’t that ironic
it ain’t a product of my past
it’s my f_cking present
and it’ll probably be my future
this is my job, this is my full time job
and it feels like i’m walking on glass
shards of glass
f_ck
[hook: whose]
to be creative to survive is a woe i wouldn’t cast
on the evilest of foe no matter how great the staff
you might think it’s joyous
stomp your foot, break the glass
but know the shards last
but know the shards last
to be creative to survive is a woe i wouldn’t cast
on the evilest of foe no matter how great the staff
you might think it’s joyous
stomp your foot, break the glass
but know the shards path
but know the shards path

[verse: the thought]
distant, the dweller of caverns
darker than a lantern’s fixing
get my diction on camera
oh you can’t? then start the mixing
process of the new album i’m working on
“earth to god”
where i call the law of adam
nothing more than early fraud
surlier in autumn
an honorary nirvana member
burping in the grotto
so the models just might read the letters
i’ve been sending since i was off of the bottle
but they’re too hostile
now i got to go
what started the bender
left me feeling kind of tender
when you didn’t show my music to your friends
let the radio play commercials
for ten minutes
we just here for ends in it
but you want a circle
back to how the crowd depends
on herbs to get turned
but my energy’s burnt
i hurt myself listening to my peers
filed a suit to pay the surgeon
that’s repairing my ears
they say the person you hearing
wise beyond his years
but he’s averted his tears
you can die for his career
[hook: whose]
to be creative to survive is a woe i wouldn’t cast
on the evilest of foe no matter how great the staff
you might think it’s joyous
stomp your foot, break the glass
but know the shards last
but know the shards last
to be creative to survive is a woe i wouldn’t cast
on the evilest of foe no matter how great the staff
you might think it’s joyous
stomp your foot, break the glass
but know the shards path
but know the shards path

[verse: zech]
what a h_ll of a story
all these scars make
i see the game that they play
and i don’t partake (nah, i’m good man)
i’ve gone toe to toe
blow for blow for the bar’s sake
applying the gas and
cutting the f_cking car breaks
highway to h_ll (uh)
pedal to the floor (ooh)
no more remorse
i’m meddling with wh0res (come here girl)
i’m dancing with the devil
my skeletons and more (yeah)
i’m just doing what they wanted
yeah i’m settling the score (get even motherf_cker)
look where the pen has driven me
product of what they did to me
believed the lies that lived in me
believed the lies of infamy
no woes, no “pity me”_s
no shows of sympathies
ho hopes they’ve given me
no hold they rid of me (the f_ck out of here man)
i thought that i’d be respected
i thought that they would love me (thought they would love you?)
i thought that i could do nothing
and still get f_ckin lucky (still get f_ckin lucky?)
i thought to be creative
that i had to be a druggie
but instead i dove inside
of the grave that they dug me

- the thought

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