a firsthand account-文本歌词

a firsthand account-文本歌词

miles cooke
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you can find him where its nice and quiet

and nothing ever happens

perfecting letting time pass

utmost jokes they swore mastery

i'll make it look like an accident

soap for the calvary

guns for the pacifists

spew pretentious after a fashion

run the sunny side up with the pitter patter

set fire to the farm in time for the famine

ensued frantic divides.

remaining supplies

took them for granted, i'll induce panic.

slow clap for the cameras

stepping over landmines while i'm dancing

the news just broke i'm batshit crazy

incessant, cagey. selected chosen few found favor

one wrong move its about facing

the two-term tyrant prodigal son live from the bible belt

the fine print: i'm not liable. souls for consignment.

sage makers to the hallowed be thy name sayers

send the angels when i finally meet my pontius pilate

straight from the source to even say so

had to be straight from the source to even say so

developing the type of tech that piques interests

lets keep them inundated

best of the two evils pick your favorite

blow the money like godspeed paper

homogenize them with a magnum and tax dollars

kicking in the door for late payments

waving the 4. headshots for the famous.

had to perform cause they paid for it

same chains different placement

my alignment on a case by case basis

if we tilting at the windmills wasted

eyes went vacant the body cams self erasing

roll with the pantomime the Romans came in

no off days. home of the bravest.

from the cardboard box on a banksy waitlist

to the fortune 500 sadists.

apt vacated but the art form born persuasive

only took a dollar to engage the majors.

congratulations on the feel good hit of season

but i'm a blackout in the coal mine for primordial associations

and they might even say so