​clipping., Ed Balloon - He Dead lyrics

[​clipping., Ed Balloon - He Dead lyrics]

Protect your body
They want to take your body
They want to hurt your body
And put it in a coffin
'Cause they don't think you matter, oh no
They want to take your power, oh no
And make you even lesser, oh no
And add you to the number
Don't let them get close
They're screamin' out murder
You've got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya
Don't let them get close
They're screamin' out murder
You've got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya

Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead

How fast can them bare feet
Run? The answer is barely, isn't it?
But you can't stop for the pain
Pop another oxy, swallow, and hit the bricks
Follow the plan, you know all the tricks
Fire escape to the roof, stay low, stay low
Stay low when they screamin' out murder
They lookin' for you
They always lookin' for you
Why the fuck they always lookin' for you?
Surely somebody must live without stiffness
Ice in the spine
God you been runnin', so gotta keep runnin'
So so-and-so told you
'bout so-and-so's cousin
They got him and there wasn't nothin'
Left for her to identify
Disappeared in the blink of a
Eyeball, bounce, man, bounce, man
Oh, he dead, lost and found, man
Oh, he dead
Used to be this girl 'round the way
Oh, she dead, looked up to God and you pray
Oh, he dead, oh, she dead
What they say, you got loose, do not stop
Do not dwell
On the past, you's a fool, you got legs
Best to use 'em don't let them get close
You've got to be cautious
This ain't knife to a gunfight
But more twig to a tank
They say these bullets hollow
Holler if you feel the same
Say you need bullets silver
Holler if you got a chain
Then this breeze make you shiver
Holler if you feel the pain
Yeah, the molar is throbbin' insane
Must be 'bout to rain again
Yeah, the older you get the less game
They ought to be breakin' in
They like they meat fresh, so
Just stay alive, young man
Feet to the road again
The echo of boots on the pavement
Is palpable off of the buildings
They closing in
They hunt as a pack and they packin'
More firepower than you ever imagined
The pack on your back rattles back and forth
No slack go faster, go faster
They masters of trapping and
You just a trapper who went for a Masters
And dropped out when it
Didn't matter no more
Your body of work didn't
Embody bodyin' bodies
And watchin' them pile on the floor
So what them books got you
But dreams of everything lost?
What does sleep bring you but screams
At night where you toss?
And turn hope into stone, your motto embossed
Stay alive at all costs

Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead
Can you feel it everywhere? Oh, he dead

Don't let them get close
They're screamin' out murder
You've got to be cautious
Before they destroy ya
Don't let them get close

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