Testo Flower Child - Kai Straw
Testo della canzone Flower Child (Kai Straw), tratta dall'album The Tragedian's Decoupage
See we're lost in the scope of things
A lost generation, a couple hopeless beings
With no care what's to care for, we're all werewolves
Eating up the night life cause life's unfair to
All of us, shit when the data come
Water spring like the time before the summer come
Nothing defines us but pints of liquor and junk pictures
Anything to make the sun go down quicker
The moon's my sun, my home 'til the movers come
So come celebrate our pointless run
In this history of ours, the history is lies
Let's burn it down, fuck it if our history dies
Let's start over, fuck it if religion exists
Cause then we'd stop fighting over all the stupidest shit
And the truth is man, you are what your mom was
How 'bout you are what you are son, talk about
My god this world is so cold to me
We're higher than we're supposed to be
Hopefully we find what hope could be
It's in I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
My fate is mine
And I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Lost but to me it's fine
What makes me, is it the pointless war
A shot that's poured to ignore the fact I'm alone
Should I join the corp cause I don't got a desk job
If my success stops, join what I'm a pest of
Nah, rather be lost than a cost of a war
That's possibly fixed so my boss gets money from the loss
Of my life when I fought cause I'm
Not a motherfucking soul to be bought
Should I chase the dream that America's deemed as ours
With the white picket fence, white two-door garage
Why? So I can lie and say I'm alright with the life
Prescribed to quench my thirst for purpose
But work on earth isn't about materialism
About you are to what's in your fucking purse or is it
It's about now and what now is
Not the minute nor the day nor the hour
My god this world is so cold to me
We're higher than we're supposed to be
Hopefully we find what hope could be
It's in I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
My fate is mine
And I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Lost but to me it's fine
I may be lost but it's better than being led
Into a growing mold like a plant in a chia pit
We're led by blind men straight to confinement
Without prison walls I use bars to define it
And expose what's already there when imposed
And I use metaphors, poems, and prose
Some use bombs and napalm set to explode
Either way there's a motherfucking truth to uphold
And they're watching all of us lost in our youth
And we're used to accept the fucking views in school
And we're molded from our generation to the oldest
Into comatosis by those who oppose us
The other night I dreamt I fought behind a bike rack
Hung by my toes cause I write raps and they asked me
"We're the law, why you test us?"
And I said "Bitch, cause I'm young and I'm restless"
Talk about
My god this world is so cold to me
We're higher than we're supposed to be
Hopefully we find what hope could be
It's in I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
My fate is mine
And I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Lost but to me it's fine
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