Face Candy - Gun Powder lyrics
[Face Candy - Gun Powder lyrics]
I want us to keep the head space
Your eyes rolling into the back of your head
I like that
That's Beautiful we the head the space
We keep the head space
We keep our heads space how
Does my head taste? Well
How does my head taste? I want to know
How does the inside of peoples heads taste
That's what ya' got great! (Kristoff Krane)
All you've got is, one light one more match
How long is this illumination gonna last?
I can't take it all the way back because I'm
Still breathing and weezing through
The same demon's mask
Don't even ask, spend the last weekend
Not swimming in the bottom of a
Glass in the gene pool just start thinking
And then you'll understand
And then you stand under
And then you over-stand
Overthrow the whole plan and they
Wonder why you did it
Well try to be committed
The light is still flickering
I'm still listening
The position stays the same
The chairs' arms mold
But we're still infested with the
Bar codes tomorrow knows
I have sorrow for everyone who doesn't grow
The sorrow grows in me so it makes
The rest of me not grow
So then we're in the same place
And they feel sorry for me
But, I'm so hollow
They can't follow the freedom that
Breeds it's own breathing
(Are you guys laughing?)
Don't laugh, don't laugh
I'm here on my behalf
Let's split our genetic code down the
Road you can take my half
I've grafted, grafted, I'm plastic
My mask I can't breath and so I gasp
There's no need to even ask
I fall asleep and then I grab onto the math
The mathematicians
The specific historians that have passed
All the different boring
Kevorkians storing glass
Blade shattering lights and it's
All in my path it's on my path but
I don't feel much wrath 'cos -
It sit's, it makes the whole position backup
Then I ask what you came for
My brain's sore, the rain pours
Down on the same head but I stand
Upside down and walk on the floor
Walk on the ceiling of the
Brain that's peeling back
I wanna see the insides -
Wanna see the insight
Wanna see what you lack but, if you lack it
It's OK don't stay passive
Practice that and eventually you'll
Understand how to
Land right, flat, on a mat
And understand the back
And the front and the sides and the sides
And how to hide from your pride when
It's time to open your eyes
Knowing what's wise is not necessarily wisdom
And if the world's gonna die
Bury me with them
I carry my vision it's scary
But there it is incisions
Apparative, a parentless, sexless
Scentless my apprentice is barely embarrassed
By the, cherished moments, and
So it exploded, i never load it
That's why I hold it
Your eyes rolling into the back of your head
I like that
That's Beautiful we the head the space
We keep the head space
We keep our heads space how
Does my head taste? Well
How does my head taste? I want to know
How does the inside of peoples heads taste
That's what ya' got great! (Kristoff Krane)
All you've got is, one light one more match
How long is this illumination gonna last?
I can't take it all the way back because I'm
Still breathing and weezing through
The same demon's mask
Don't even ask, spend the last weekend
Not swimming in the bottom of a
Glass in the gene pool just start thinking
And then you'll understand
And then you stand under
And then you over-stand
Overthrow the whole plan and they
Wonder why you did it
Well try to be committed
The light is still flickering
I'm still listening
The position stays the same
The chairs' arms mold
But we're still infested with the
Bar codes tomorrow knows
I have sorrow for everyone who doesn't grow
The sorrow grows in me so it makes
The rest of me not grow
So then we're in the same place
And they feel sorry for me
But, I'm so hollow
They can't follow the freedom that
Breeds it's own breathing
(Are you guys laughing?)
Don't laugh, don't laugh
I'm here on my behalf
Let's split our genetic code down the
Road you can take my half
I've grafted, grafted, I'm plastic
My mask I can't breath and so I gasp
There's no need to even ask
I fall asleep and then I grab onto the math
The mathematicians
The specific historians that have passed
All the different boring
Kevorkians storing glass
Blade shattering lights and it's
All in my path it's on my path but
I don't feel much wrath 'cos -
It sit's, it makes the whole position backup
Then I ask what you came for
My brain's sore, the rain pours
Down on the same head but I stand
Upside down and walk on the floor
Walk on the ceiling of the
Brain that's peeling back
I wanna see the insides -
Wanna see the insight
Wanna see what you lack but, if you lack it
It's OK don't stay passive
Practice that and eventually you'll
Understand how to
Land right, flat, on a mat
And understand the back
And the front and the sides and the sides
And how to hide from your pride when
It's time to open your eyes
Knowing what's wise is not necessarily wisdom
And if the world's gonna die
Bury me with them
I carry my vision it's scary
But there it is incisions
Apparative, a parentless, sexless
Scentless my apprentice is barely embarrassed
By the, cherished moments, and
So it exploded, i never load it
That's why I hold it