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letra de we're all doomed - hermitofthewoods

[intro]
sample: “people didn’t understand that he was before his time. you know, i believe he’s been here before, like the old folks use that expression “he’s been here before”, [?] just like a little old man – thinking, kind of frowning, just sitting by himself thinking.”
[verse 1]
yo
those days were blurred pen strokes
and midnight high philosophy
impossibly costly stricken like a sickly victim of palsy
and the second floor penny toss crawl through the hallway
was sifting shades all waterfalls and the tall spray
rose from the floor before door number two-one-four
the taste of the air says i’ve been there before
i remember there were drums guitars, and decks of cards
it was olympus mons bizarre but far from seeing stars
i flow like psilocybin’s rising high in my mind
i’m rhyming
inclined toward verbal violence
shining like a crazy diamond
i used to pop ‘cid but i can’t bear it anymore
not since the powderman was buried there underneath the floor
pipecleaner man began his life a f-cking hostage
responsible for all of us until the day he up and lost it
it was a confluence of confidence in a conscious loss of common sense
condescending compliments and cutting up accomplishments

[chorus]
now we’re all doomed
there’s nothing left to do, turn up the volume
someone needs to move
put that needle back to the first groove
i want new rules
bring on the mushrooms and the cable news
play what you got to play, say what you want to say
any time of day it doesn’t matter anyway, cause
we’re all f-cked

[verse 2]
we p-ssed the days in a p-ssive state
half awake and out of shape
patched the tape to activate a crackling apache break
evaporated commonplace debate and held it down
p-ss the crown around and flip the switch for the sound
we were righteous once…ha! f-ck
now i get out, maybe, i don’t know… twice a month
the drums went underground
pipecleaner plays the shepard
powderman is dead and gone
and i became the mountain leopard
disconnected from the pressures
of immeasurable dimensions
suspended in the present tense
defensive apprehension
sledgehammer pretension benchmarking stark reality
sparked originality tragically immersed in technicalities
i wanted so badly to believe in something better
but the weather never changed
and i retained my strange vendetta
severed the ties in a suicidal situation
i got sick of the lies that live and die in graduation

- hermitofthewoods

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