Fliptrix, Farma G - Soundscapes lyrics

Momentary soundscapes, yeah, yeah

My soundscapes reverberate in zones
That I'm roamin’ in echoes stay copious
Maybe there's no controlling 'em
Waves show no apathy
Crashing yet I’m condonin' those
And fear for the ones who
Yet to flee the fallopian
Eternal souls are pure as a
Spirit 'til incarnation forms i open it
Cracks in the concrete where a
Lone rose is flourishing
Enlightenment to happiness
Love all the way to sufferin'
Emotions are a thing that you're livin'
I'll take you none of it
Every life's a curve just
Certain ones are voluptious
I’m perched on the bridge of
Insanity like a sittin’ duck
Lungs singed and blood spittin' flames
Never spit a dud
See the snakes live with the vivid
The spliffs I bun
Spent my life splittin’ bud
Numb me like killing a citizen
In a hit and run
But little truth it can't be done
I figured that and passed it on
I'm bringin' back the art that’s lost
Gorillas in the mist I see them
Swingin' from the arms of God
I'm runnin' in the jungle bare-face
With no armour on, where am I
I can't be gone i can't be gone

I feel alive don't take me away
Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape
I can't leave, man, I live for the day
Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames

Trapped between the devil and
The deep blue sea
A prelude to a kiss, I sunbathe in the stars
Polka dots and moonbeams
And if you see my saviour
Don't challenge his behaviour
A faded picture of a yesterdays
And what it gave ya along the lullaby
With black velvet melancholy
It's what it's always been
Regrets of a nobody
King of the wild frontier
Farmers and the partisan
Hold eleven generations in a single tear
And that's what makes a man
The truth will set you free
A revolution of the mind
That inspire the streets
And some will gradually imploding on
The image of a killer
Trapped in a grey house of mirrors
And when doves cry
I'm like the man with the child
In his eyes tearing at my the
Flesh for every terrible lie
That's told, because the truth's too cold
And everyone should know the story of
The moss and the Rolling Stones
And as we Fliptrix and build soundscapes
We try providing you a plan
For a quick escape
'Cause this is music from the heart
And you can hear the pray
(Breathe in breathe out exhale those flames)

I feel alive don't take me away
Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape
I can't leave, man, I live for the day
Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames