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letra de gold coin blunderbuss - fool's gambit

[verse]
well yeah, sure, how your soul does seem bored now up there on its shelf
i guess all the highest values devalue themselves
and there’s a spinning woman revealing ill omens and if for one time only you would listen, i bet you’d find a reason to stay on the tip of your toes
to keep your head low, your spirit close, to not turn your coat, but try your best to know which way the wind will blow
oh
i felt sane for almost a week, i gotta say i’m getting bored
oh lord, i need to find me something to seek, something to keep me moving forward
this ain’t over, pеrhaps i’m just to sober, but the trail is getting coldеr and i’m no longer sure that there ever was a path
yeah, just go ahead and laugh, you do the math i mean, you can try, but don’t come to me and cry if you find that even numbers lie from time to time, yeah

[chorus]
that’s the stuff, have you had enough?
pictures shooting through your head from a gold coin blunderbuss
well just toughen up and fill up your cup
some they find a way some stay and pray for it to stop

[verse]
hey i just saw a fl!cker of freedom – yeah, it passed us by just as you weren’t looking
oh i know it doesn’t happen a lot, someone thinking their own thoughts, connecting the right dots, deliberating on the spot, tying up gordian knots, but listen –
weirder sh-t has happened
i mean, we can just stare at it and laugh and claim that it’s in vain to try to stray away from those ill-conceived highways on which they always say our mind will find some kind of holy grail
but hey, i know what i saw, and no, i don’t think we should be in awe i just felt that it deserved a comment
hey, i’m just trying to appreciate the moment
well yeah, you missed it and that’s your loss, i ain’t gonna tell you what it was
but believe me – i know what it means to be free
and no i’m not sober, i dropped three tabs of lsd, smoked a bunch of dmt and drank a whole tank of gasoline
but can’t you see, i mean this isn’t real, the way that we pretend to feel just to keep the wheels from standing still in this machine of make-believe
[chorus]
oh yeah that’s the stuff, have you had enough?
pictures shooting through your head from a goldcoin blunderbuss
did i say to much? go ahead and call my bluff
i guess i never really knew when i should stop

but

[outro]
perhaps you’re right, perhaps i should just shut up and be quiet, perhaps it is always in vain to explain just what is on one’s mind
but i like to try every once in a while and though i doubt i’ll get it right this time i still hope that all that smoke hasn’t clouded up your eyes
i do see them building their garden of dreams but i’m keen on eating fruit from the snake in the trees and though they say it’s safe to stay ’cause you can’t get stung by plastic bees
i still do believe the world they perceive as so real is just another rusty wheel in what they pray one day will be a well-oiled machine
they tell you to do what you got to do to get through and that it’s just the fools who choose their own points of views
still i will go down to the crossroads when the devil needs a teaching in playing the blues
tjobidobidobidobidobido

but i’m starting to fear that you all are too scared and will only hear the noise behind your backs and that your fear of missing out is drowning out the voices in your heads screaming at you to stop dreaming
and sometimes i’d rather be dead than to actually say all this sh-t or explain to you all of the ways that this will fly over your heads

- fools gambit

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