Aesop Rock - 1,000 Deaths lyrics

I saw the wrought-iron cross inverted
Circlin' above my turret
Slid the spiraling banister down and hide
Banished am I
My ruby glass glazed specs staple
The trader of market thieves
Where vendors count the stolen
Citrus out their pyramids
Mirrored without a slapstick
Mavericks plugged directly to
Third rail surges
Piss on electric mayhem through
City commuter circuit's
Oooh child, raised as oddity
Son of a circus side-show freak
Pertinent to the slide show
The wino's leak but I won't speak
Infected projection hung thick in the air
Pungent as burning plastics upon
Whiffing the nasal cringes
Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60


Stars collapse the suckers
And I'm reborn every time the
Wine metamorphs back to water, my god
Sweet Christ, crucify me with railroad spikes
Use my skull to bash them all
In, gather sit and grin, weave
All fail the most
Serene communication pageant
Where sitting with a stranger and
Living awards the badges
I spell merit with my name
Stitched on my heritage
And serenade arrogant simpletons to
Feed my cherished grin
Buried in leagues a "'Please'
Thank You', 'Pardon', 'Excuse Me'
'Your Welcome', 'May I?' ohh
I'd like to nod but no you may not
Let's take a deep breath
Naw let's take a breath
Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit
Well I guess that about says it
Maybe I'll craft the sycamore
Canoe and paddle upstream
Where the luck seems to
Reflect precious lovely interventions

I have died a thousand deaths
And I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant
Making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split
The sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths
And I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes
Ladders and stairs
I mean I´m only one servant
Making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split
The sea then let it bleed

You ever died a thousand deaths?, I have
And in the morrow stood a thousand
Steps from where my nourish laughed
And made a boat at, nomad
I roam in a social coma
Jonesing for home alone days to
Sit and count my poems, i
Dig in the dirt I rig up
The earth like pulley systems
Thereby painting the perfect metaphor
For hung juries strung along a song of
Spawning thorns of fury
Numb the anti-add-alarm before he
Recognized this worries me
Carpet-bombers spearheading fink operetta
Walk my line, now what? Now strut that
Little poison combine y'all call natural
In honesty promise me twenty
Thousand Sloppy leagues
And dive and finding my thriving ivy
Leaves climbing up the pit fall
Lack of most lords aboard
Heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards
Yo if I flutter in a trouble
Clutch then I dance fancy forward
Like park children double dutching ropes
In burning city summers my wing span can and
Will employ full expansion
Unfolding while lamping at home with
My hands panning for gold
Told them the roof was on fire
When that structure burned to ashes
All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding
An empty book of matches
Maybe I'll sit until the
Spilling motors clear
Maybe I'll sit and stroke
My billie goat beard
And rethink the time angels appear
Maybe I won't
Bundled in my humble little plummet
Numb enough to die those
Thousand deaths under
The sun it makes me sick

I have died a thousand deaths
And I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant
Making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split
The sea then let it bleed

I have died a thousand deaths
And I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes
Ladders and stairs
I mean I´m only one servant
Making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split
The sea then let it bleed