Evil Eddie, Jehst - Alien lyrics
[Evil Eddie, Jehst - Alien lyrics]
I exist in a state of consistant transition
Plans shifting, with insuffitient ambition
Man listen, this is my advice
Die or fight, get caged in or take flight
On the page inside the margin I make light
Appear in the form of the words I write
It's all solar, from the lows to the highs
But, you're blinded by the wool
Pulled over ya eyes
By over-sized flies who feed off waste
Take the icing on the cake
And leave without trace
The man without a face, I stay anonymous
The way we livin day to day stays monotonous
Like your bland sound
But with the weight of the world on top of us
We still stand ground and brake down your
Fasination with the fabrication of the truth
Make use of your imagination in
The pursuit of expression
Not as a disguise to
Hide behind when undressing
Ya bredrin, I recon the question is this:
'To be or not to be?' A simple lesson in risk
Imparting this text is my
Only life after death
I'm left gasping for breath
Asking for less tention and stress
About to suffocate
It feels like I need devine
Intervention to resuscitate me
Lately it's like frustration has
Taken it's hold
Restraining me from breaking the mold
Or making the most of my creative control
Times taking it's toll
I'm elevating my soul by
Taking the old to the new
Like nice and smooth
My voice highlights the groove
The break sets the mood
I express my attitude
Towards my foes and those
Who show no gratitude
You can't calulate my longitude or latitude
Navigate my catacombe, or reach my altitude
I'm too high, far too fly to stay stationary
Basically I keep it constructive
Like masonary blantenly disruptive
And it's disgracefully corruptive
System plagued with injustice
But this is purity, you can't touch this
It's much more to me, than just fuck this
But, I can't let that discourage
I salvage anything of value from
The rubbish and repair
I won't be driven into submission or dispair
I prepare for war and hear
The rhythem of the snare (right there)
Plans shifting, with insuffitient ambition
Man listen, this is my advice
Die or fight, get caged in or take flight
On the page inside the margin I make light
Appear in the form of the words I write
It's all solar, from the lows to the highs
But, you're blinded by the wool
Pulled over ya eyes
By over-sized flies who feed off waste
Take the icing on the cake
And leave without trace
The man without a face, I stay anonymous
The way we livin day to day stays monotonous
Like your bland sound
But with the weight of the world on top of us
We still stand ground and brake down your
Fasination with the fabrication of the truth
Make use of your imagination in
The pursuit of expression
Not as a disguise to
Hide behind when undressing
Ya bredrin, I recon the question is this:
'To be or not to be?' A simple lesson in risk
Imparting this text is my
Only life after death
I'm left gasping for breath
Asking for less tention and stress
About to suffocate
It feels like I need devine
Intervention to resuscitate me
Lately it's like frustration has
Taken it's hold
Restraining me from breaking the mold
Or making the most of my creative control
Times taking it's toll
I'm elevating my soul by
Taking the old to the new
Like nice and smooth
My voice highlights the groove
The break sets the mood
I express my attitude
Towards my foes and those
Who show no gratitude
You can't calulate my longitude or latitude
Navigate my catacombe, or reach my altitude
I'm too high, far too fly to stay stationary
Basically I keep it constructive
Like masonary blantenly disruptive
And it's disgracefully corruptive
System plagued with injustice
But this is purity, you can't touch this
It's much more to me, than just fuck this
But, I can't let that discourage
I salvage anything of value from
The rubbish and repair
I won't be driven into submission or dispair
I prepare for war and hear
The rhythem of the snare (right there)