Horrorshow - Unfair Lottery lyrics
[Horrorshow - Unfair Lottery lyrics]
Look up, the truth's falling from the sky
The cup is overflowing and
The river's running dry
Command came down from up on high
Heard ringing out over the
Sound of battle cries
So I'm tryna break the cycle while
My signs are still vital
Repent for every second that I stood by idle
Gather my disciples and listen for a while
As I ask you each now to
Bear witness to my trial
Half in denial that they don't
Know just what it's like
Being male, middle class and white
(Just kidding right?)
As the art imitates life imitates art
I sit back and watch it all intertwine
Guilty of the crime of killing time
Dirty hands on the clock, minutes ticking by
So l stand up in the dock
And I give 'em my testimonial
The rap quotable, master of the ceremonial
What
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Well, I'd take that to my grave
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Yeah, someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Yeah, well, I'd take that to my grave
It's an unfair lottery
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property
Unfair lottery, self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property
So what's your lot in life?
While some are spending long
Nights on the street
Alone under the watchful eye of CCTV
Seems you can either have a silver spoon
Or be a mouth to feed
I see the light dying out
Beyond the horizon's edge
Some are watching through the silhouette
Of a barbed wire fence
Counting the days and tryna make some sense
Of a world that never came to their defence
For nothing but the crime of
Running for their lives
Escaping war and unrest
While we're numb inside
So we keep our lips sealed
While they hunger strike
Like Mr Kelly once said yo, such is life
So on the days when I catch myself
Slipping away for a minute there
Stuck on self pity
Tripping off what is or isn't fair
I remind myself to be prepared
Every ticket's got a buyer beware
None of this can be undone
It's one part luck, one part fate
From the top of the ladder to the bottom rung
Truth is l ain't that brave
But a lot of heroes go unsung
None of this can be undone
It's one part luck, one part fate
From the top of the ladder to the bottom rung
Victims of circumstance, deserving a chance
And only ever got one (Only got one)
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Well, I'd take that to my grave
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Yeah, someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Yeah, well, I'd take that to my grave
It's an unfair lottery
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property
The cup is overflowing and
The river's running dry
Command came down from up on high
Heard ringing out over the
Sound of battle cries
So I'm tryna break the cycle while
My signs are still vital
Repent for every second that I stood by idle
Gather my disciples and listen for a while
As I ask you each now to
Bear witness to my trial
Half in denial that they don't
Know just what it's like
Being male, middle class and white
(Just kidding right?)
As the art imitates life imitates art
I sit back and watch it all intertwine
Guilty of the crime of killing time
Dirty hands on the clock, minutes ticking by
So l stand up in the dock
And I give 'em my testimonial
The rap quotable, master of the ceremonial
What
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Well, I'd take that to my grave
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Yeah, someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Yeah, well, I'd take that to my grave
It's an unfair lottery
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property
Unfair lottery, self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property
So what's your lot in life?
While some are spending long
Nights on the street
Alone under the watchful eye of CCTV
Seems you can either have a silver spoon
Or be a mouth to feed
I see the light dying out
Beyond the horizon's edge
Some are watching through the silhouette
Of a barbed wire fence
Counting the days and tryna make some sense
Of a world that never came to their defence
For nothing but the crime of
Running for their lives
Escaping war and unrest
While we're numb inside
So we keep our lips sealed
While they hunger strike
Like Mr Kelly once said yo, such is life
So on the days when I catch myself
Slipping away for a minute there
Stuck on self pity
Tripping off what is or isn't fair
I remind myself to be prepared
Every ticket's got a buyer beware
None of this can be undone
It's one part luck, one part fate
From the top of the ladder to the bottom rung
Truth is l ain't that brave
But a lot of heroes go unsung
None of this can be undone
It's one part luck, one part fate
From the top of the ladder to the bottom rung
Victims of circumstance, deserving a chance
And only ever got one (Only got one)
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Well, I'd take that to my grave
See I'd have this world believe
That I'm a brave man
Yeah, someone worthy of your praise
But, if I'd found my role to
Play within the game plan
Yeah, well, I'd take that to my grave
It's an unfair lottery
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Wading through the broken promises
And lost property