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Aesop Rock - Same Space lyrics
Killaz reflect the destiny of the village
 So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage
 See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain
 Yea but from here on out its hoof the mare the bare footed urchin
 Dig it in person
 Now exhibit true audacity and passively hack grease into ribbons
 Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee
 Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities
 Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate
 Spin me dizzy in a crosswalk
 My too far gone mastodon senses inspect relentless
 For fitted boogie systems and crook addictions
 Well sure my crown is formed of thorns
 Yea but my thorns are formed of sound
 And I have found sound will keep me warm
 When the mornings born with frozen ground
 Put a rope down pull me from where the buzzards cleared
 I mean from the bones you and your little badass mad max musketeers
 When the silhoettes of emaciated frames dance on a highwire
 Mistook for aspiring third world poster children
 But is inserted ghost with dealin
 Dead to administer links like chief then whats your forte
 Devil dragger in disguise seeking the match made in your eyes
 Friend it don't take the wise this minute triplicate pace unified
 I don't condone the blasphemy naturally its procreation
 From the floods, to the fires, to the droughts, to the cyclones
 Tidal waves, the twisters, tornadoes, and hell stones
 Whirlwinds, tropical storms, blizzards and monsoons
 All of which I witnessed prior to waking up inside my room
 Look at the crook as I panic episode tantrums
 Fuck hugging my cool
 The edginess readies the mock knock quick draw hence the duel
 The company of similars couldn't excite the motor
 But hermit crab Ace home alone-uh
 One barrel of idioms and charcoal stick, courage under desire
 Canopy draped beautiful messiah reluctant
 Stuck in the pluck in the haul buzzing the fuzzing televison mixer
 Book of saturated matches and a half-made bed
 Pick of the litter, litter of the pick
 Pack leader will huff cannibal fumes, mechanical zoom
 There's ample room
 Stowaways inside the cargo bed
 Said leech prior to firing up his barnacle magnetAesop Rock - Same Space - http://motolyrics.com/aesop-rock/same-space-lyrics.html
 Instincts leashing himself to where the wind splitting ice storms
 And termite swarms are commonplace
 I'm a trace this silver lining winding round the profit chase
 I know there is good in you if one peels back the opulence
 But I also know its ratio the bad don't feed my confidence
 The nutrients will be intense circle
 The clues units of success being personal
 Then sucked basic diversion
 Rusty anchor budget for nothing
 Wedged between aesop rock and a scarred face of frustrated fuck yous Bound by concern
 I can't believe I'm still concerned
 I can't believe side children turn in their sleep over one-liners
 Well I yield to hear your burns
 Color me out of my skull draggin a wagon of creature features
 And all I ever wanted was to aggravate the sleepers
 Look self-crafted heroics murder worthless
 Crash test ideologies, catalog alien doctrines type disturbance
 Got em out, killing machines turn belly up
 Buckled, the troubles I've seen
 Coax twenty four sevens of wide eyes from day dreamers
 Clean or dirty serpents in turn wish preference for the latter
 Justified the germs burn cauterize the gashes after
 On my left, one finger for each burrough I can touch
 On my right, one finger for each time that I wake up midsummer night
 Who's cloaked in a pristine mantle of hellfire
 But A-capital glaciers out the east slide lateral
 Born for one task indeed
 To spoil the citizen kane emote self this ugly duckling seed
 Look I aint too attired of draggin the baggage over the seasaw seeds
 When the reapers turns mortals to caspers
 See the plain and stone conjurable can't mimmick the null
 Of a billion troops holding matchsticks to empty cannons
 Stand of a many moons when the sun hit the mountainside splendidly
 Bask in the last warmth that be known to man's tangents
 In the wink of an innocent starchild's eyelid drop he vanished
 Managed to carve initials in the granite wall the damned it all up
 I hung with cats that do the donts
 Cats that forage through the moats
 Hoping they open with soveriegnty and a cantine deemed with prodigies
 I love the wake, the watch, the walk, the work
 The well its almost six o'clock
 I've never seen so many tugboats miss the dock (watch)
 Aesop Rock Same Space












