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letra de 2:15 am - ephelant & time

it’s 2:15 in the morning and i still can’t speak
i’m stuck on the carpet, i don’t wannna get up
the streets are frozen and so are are my eyes
we all say we’re happy but how many times have we lied?
as a ghost alone, i dance in our old foreclosed home
im immortal on an answering machine but imprisoned by a phone
freedom is the road, but every motel room is a jail cell
my smile got shattered, i just stay silent, its funny its my pattern
different city, same mindstate
different drug but still we can’t escape
these memoreis are permanent they just won’t leave
i wish i could retun em but i lost the receipt
there they are in a drunked state
on a sunken ship, with a pumpkins face
you’re just a seed in a pomegranite
i guess i am too i dont want to rhyme to earth
leave me alone with your expectations and opinions
your comments were made by the slave of your fingers
your brain is tissue, your essence is pure
why do you act like garbade when you arent?
its true i’ve been discouraged but i’m too stubborn to quit
too dumb to give up like they’re dumb to resist
revole is a six letter word that is useless without action
revolutions’s can bring change or just be repitions cycles going in circles
traditions shouldn’t be upheld if they’re outdated
i wish ignorance would rot, but it’s been well refridgertoered
like a child in front of a playstation
growing as fat as the pig did before it was killed and renamed bacon
we dont eat humans though
just their money cuz dead ones can’t get taxed
they take my pennies and call me a patriot
so intead of saving change let’s start making it
you’ve been trying to kill her haven’t you?
you’ve been trying to kill her haven’t you?
last night i saw you stab her with cliches and redundancies
i had to watch her bleed right in front of me
i watched the police chase you down the street
i waited for the ambulance as she cried and screamed
justice can be in the ink of a pen
or a knife as it sinks into a friend
ive seen too many crucifixations, i’ve been the lumberjack for crosses
i’ve been a carpenter, i’ve been an accomplice, but ill never be a martyr
i have high aspirations i want to plant seeds i want to be a gardener

i used to wear a towel for a cape
now i fly with words and use vowels for escape
at night i close my eyes and fly over the city
i can hear everyone’s problems but mine are with me
sirens echo off the buildings, 3rd shift workers yawn
some go to their 3rd job, while others worry about their lawn
i’m gone, i’m away from the neon hum songs
i’m watching dew drip from a branch in a lavender dawn
ghosts in a lonely parade crowd the highways
the moons pillars cracked in the night, the sky gave
the fluid dew became fog and turned to mist
i took a deep breath in, i couldn’t resist
we write to get rid of the world and create a new one
the history we tell ourselves is a lie, it’s time to tell the true one
follow me to the berry fields bring a cup
ill bring the straw we can scare the locusts away and drink up the dusk

we all like to swag but underneath we want to die
no more emotions thats why we tattoo tears on eyes
cubicles at work, then we go home to cubicles
if you resist you’re a witch, they threw arthur in the crucible
this is for the curator who found art
by burning down his own musuem, he cried as it fell apart
are we just nature’s fools or did god change the rules?
or is there nothing out there buy guns, germs, and ghouls?
they say p-ssion can kill reason and coal can change the seasons
they say this isn’t environmental collapse, i think money killed reason
hands to the crystal ball let me get my soothsayer on
i see a rusty plowshare reflecting the gleam of a brand new raytheon
barbarians, blood and murder gets you medals
depleted uranium in the lungs, he loves me not she picks the petal
white phosphorus in the lungs, he loves me not she picks the petal

- ephelant time

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