Solillaquists of Sound - Gotham City Chase Scene lyrics
[Solillaquists of Sound - Gotham City Chase Scene lyrics]
Typical for a chase scene, nobody wait
Move outta my way
Place blame upon the same who never
Wanted me to be confrontational
Bait’ll be the face of a planet granted
We fall for the rodeo okeedoke
(Only folk to be choked by
The tightrope not me)
I’m wanted for believing in KING
My wife could be arrested for a similar thing
But she gave birth to peace before
She married me for better so
Now the town is chasing her
About with scarlet letters
Odd balling it with fit genes
Whipped for ice cream
Forfeit the portrait of roots for icing
Tightening a screw loose
Suit's of blue noose ties play dead
Until the noose in youth rise
My eyes wept for a leader then and still do
Running for the position of
KING will kill you, so I press on
Interfacing with less on the point of making
Points with a point to press on
The mood of stress gone, test of threat gone
My neighborhood submit's to
Unpredictable headlines
"Don’t believe the hype!"
I know you wanna be all normal and formal
The world is flat i just
Tried to warn you man
Take heed to the sea of zombies
That chase seekers of nonbelievers
Of a world they say is peace
But in fact is off track
(a train wreck set to a
Tune that wears black)
And still I run from a mob of chalk walk
Soon to be a victim to
A dream that won’t talk
"Put in a race against time"
"Refuse to lose!"
I’m being hunted
By blind who judge impossibles to see
Cavalry’s coming
To fell synesthetics to it's knees
I birth blues in a crimson tide
Neath buildings that scrape the sky
Gather palette to restore the warmth
From downpour of insipid eyes whet appetite
Whisper them vivid wishes every night
So in that waking dawn of day
The motive’s hint remains
There’s no need to escape
Move outta my way
Place blame upon the same who never
Wanted me to be confrontational
Bait’ll be the face of a planet granted
We fall for the rodeo okeedoke
(Only folk to be choked by
The tightrope not me)
I’m wanted for believing in KING
My wife could be arrested for a similar thing
But she gave birth to peace before
She married me for better so
Now the town is chasing her
About with scarlet letters
Odd balling it with fit genes
Whipped for ice cream
Forfeit the portrait of roots for icing
Tightening a screw loose
Suit's of blue noose ties play dead
Until the noose in youth rise
My eyes wept for a leader then and still do
Running for the position of
KING will kill you, so I press on
Interfacing with less on the point of making
Points with a point to press on
The mood of stress gone, test of threat gone
My neighborhood submit's to
Unpredictable headlines
"Don’t believe the hype!"
I know you wanna be all normal and formal
The world is flat i just
Tried to warn you man
Take heed to the sea of zombies
That chase seekers of nonbelievers
Of a world they say is peace
But in fact is off track
(a train wreck set to a
Tune that wears black)
And still I run from a mob of chalk walk
Soon to be a victim to
A dream that won’t talk
"Put in a race against time"
"Refuse to lose!"
I’m being hunted
By blind who judge impossibles to see
Cavalry’s coming
To fell synesthetics to it's knees
I birth blues in a crimson tide
Neath buildings that scrape the sky
Gather palette to restore the warmth
From downpour of insipid eyes whet appetite
Whisper them vivid wishes every night
So in that waking dawn of day
The motive’s hint remains
There’s no need to escape