Eyedea, Abilities - This Story lyrics
[Eyedea, Abilities - This Story lyrics]
When I was young I was a single celled amoeba
Then I learned how to go to war over ideas
Now I'm into stripping mother
Earth of her resources
Waiting for the day that
Today's considered pre-historic
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
I don't want to but if I have
To I'll make a big mistake
There's no judge or jury when you're
Looking adrenaline in the face
Years of refinement to make this machine and
I'm gonna use it to the best of my abilities
My body as my armor will
Protect my brain from bruising
Even though it still secretes it's poisonous
Power I almost lose it vomit inducing
Diluted in the blood
Cause if I ever got a full glass
The rush would be too much
Well you could hear the break
In his grown up voice
You can feel the quiver when
You shake his hand you can give or take it's
No one else's choice
One day you have to quit
Running and take a stand
And all the flags at half mast
Part heavy heart part pain in the ass
I was trained not to think, just react
Sometimes when a person goes that
Far they're never coming back
Maybe we'll evolve to a point
Where fear as an experience
Is no longer instinctual but rather
An emotion we use
To enrich our understanding of
Why our human ancestors
Killed each other when they could
Have loved each other
One day we'll be holding
Hands instead of grudges
We'll eliminate our territorial circuit's and
Know what love is one day we'll be holding
Hands instead of M-16s
'Till then every human being is
Controlled by the fight
Then I learned how to go to war over ideas
Now I'm into stripping mother
Earth of her resources
Waiting for the day that
Today's considered pre-historic
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
Standing on my last limb
Survived by a naked rush
This story was written in my genetic code
I don't want to but if I have
To I'll make a big mistake
There's no judge or jury when you're
Looking adrenaline in the face
Years of refinement to make this machine and
I'm gonna use it to the best of my abilities
My body as my armor will
Protect my brain from bruising
Even though it still secretes it's poisonous
Power I almost lose it vomit inducing
Diluted in the blood
Cause if I ever got a full glass
The rush would be too much
Well you could hear the break
In his grown up voice
You can feel the quiver when
You shake his hand you can give or take it's
No one else's choice
One day you have to quit
Running and take a stand
And all the flags at half mast
Part heavy heart part pain in the ass
I was trained not to think, just react
Sometimes when a person goes that
Far they're never coming back
Maybe we'll evolve to a point
Where fear as an experience
Is no longer instinctual but rather
An emotion we use
To enrich our understanding of
Why our human ancestors
Killed each other when they could
Have loved each other
One day we'll be holding
Hands instead of grudges
We'll eliminate our territorial circuit's and
Know what love is one day we'll be holding
Hands instead of M-16s
'Till then every human being is
Controlled by the fight