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letra de warp time - trappa skunk

now you’ve done it
you’ve gone and lost yourself in the warp time
you could end up anywhere – or any when

living in the same moment over and over and over again (x4)
(time spiral)

i’ve been digging in a brand new ditch scratching the same old itch
the same old itch on the same old paw
same old tooth and nail, same old tail, same old claw
same old mange on a scraggly frame
same old fangs in the same old jaw
biting through the new barbed wire on top of the same old wall
now my head is ringing and i heed the call
i’m burning like a tire filled with alcohol
i’m learning something new from the same old vermin
writing out new sermons in the same old scrawl
warping time up into a tiny ball
forming new lines at the magnetic pole
save your excuses i’ve heard them all
get your gitch situated it’s time to roll
let’s go!

let’s go from the cold-blooded times of old
let’s write new lines in the same old code
let’s drive down the same old dusty road
with a new kind of rhythm in the same old flow
let’s go!
living in the same moment over and over and over again. x4

i’ve been sinking in the same old rot thinking the same old thoughts
the same old thoughts that get me caught in the same old web
but now i’m here tearing it to shreds
with a brand new edge on the same old knife
i’m the same old wretch i’ve always been
but with the same old knowledge for a brand new life
i think i’ve got the tools to win. so
i’ve been digging in a brand new ditch scratching the same old itch
the same old itch on the same old paw
same old tooth and nail. same old claw and the same old tale
same old ch-nks in the same chain mail
same old steps on the same old trail
feeling like the same old train riding over the same old rails
so now i’m tearing up the tracks with a brand new axe
i’ve got the knack to complete my task
i’m like a snake in an egg before it cracks
so lets shake a leg. no time to relax
now i’m gonna give you the short and tall
i’m warping time into a tiny ball
you ain’t gonna find me when the comet falls
mourning for the past when the future calls

let’s go from the cold-blooded times of old
let’s write new lines in the same old code
let’s drive down the same old dusty road
with a new kind of rhythm in the same old flow
let’s go!

- trappa skunk

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