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letra de strange times - deca

[verse 1]
strange times, i’m striving to better myself
sick of putting worldly pleasure ahead of my health
[?] a pitiful sight
wretched, from the poison ingested
the middle of the night awaken in a cold sweat
bottom feeder-esq never shed my old flesh
no regrets though i finally learn to let go
i’ve dished out and been hit with direct blows
eyes swoll shut, broken blood vessels
threshhold for pain high, dark secrets kept low
on the low, deep dark tucked away forever
along the road my weak heart struck the way to pleasure
struck gold but it wasn’t enough to make it better
midas curse, sun and moon collided with earth
vex, drug s-x rock and roll sh-t
gettin’ close to the edge i watch my soul slip

[pre-chorus]
snagged it by the ring finger before it fell
the recluse poked his head out the tortoise…

[chorus]
sh-ll-shocked due to my natural habitat
devil’s lab rat, who fell victim to his magic act
h-ll bent on forcing new life into my old soul
then buyin’ it back from him, i know i stoop so low
sh-ll-shocked due to my natural habitat
devil’s lab rat, who fell victim to his magic act
h-ll bent on forcing new life into my old soul
then buyin’ it back from him, i know i stoop so low

[verse 2]
blow for blow
life will sock you in the f-cking mouth
hard knocks boy there you are stuck in doubt
ducking out from responsibility
when you’re face to face with it even the strong of will flee
the k!ll or be k!lled freeze up and hide their shame
no use, gods and devils see inside your brain
we americans thirst for blood and carnage
you say you fight for my freedom, that love is tarnished
plasma won’t come out your three-piece even with mineral spirits
doesn’t matter how hard you scrub your garments
spreading convoluted ideologies
and those that die with honor for your cause [?] no apologies
i’m no better than the rest, sitting on my hands
head in the medicine chest, cursing broken promised lands
strange times indeed
i got an empty stomach and a malnourished soul that i’m tryin’ to feed

[pre-chorus]
some would say my outlook is morbid as h-ll
recluse, poking my head out the tortoise…

[verse 3]
low to the ground
from dead serious to joking around
but i prefer not to play the role of the clown
used to be used to the blend of mdma and hallucinogens
lately the screws have been loosened again
strange times, i’m striving to better myself
treasure sanity like ebenezer treasured his wealth
if i die before i wake i see you in another life
grieving’s pointless, like trying to end it with a b-tter knife
the hedonist on a search for peace
it’s not a self-fulfilled prophecy like big pop’s first release
i got a strange feeling something ain’t right
strange times armegeddon’s in plain sight
mankind’ll pick mother earth’s bones clean
the more that we advance and move ahead full steam
you play your part well and act like it’s no thing
i sit around and mourn the loss of my hopes and dreams

[pre-chorus]
some would say my outlook is morbid as h-ll
recluse, putting my head back in the tortoise…

- deca

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