Freedom Lasso
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โฑ๏ธ 3:08 duration
๐ ID: 6573740
๐ Lyrics
A rope tightens
Breath constricted
No hand pulls this is self-inflicted sickness
Sickness
Self diagnosed without witness
Wish list grip fist
The beggary of riches
A belly full fights never willingly
An empty stomach does not have the energy to finish it
Layers in between
Padded by a dream
Stretching for the means
Without thought of exhausting the seams
No space for indiginity
On the face of simplicity
A taste of sufficiency's
A bellyfull of lethargy
A dash of apathy a pinch of extacy's a recipe
Serving up a feast for the beast of our treachery
Not sure if your getting celebrity's out effigy
I hear just fine
But I'm deaf to those next to me
Conflict it perplexes me
Cause out biggest battle
Is now we're so free that we choose to be shackled
I'm stuck freedom lasso
This invisible strain of the human stain
Colours every brain, vein
Thus chained to another's pain
We may not be the artist by we surely are the fram
We may just be the smoke
But we cannot blame the flame
Strange is the fruit
That nourishes not the vein
Yet we are odder still
For we seek it like the rain
Nothing bounds out path
Yet we march perfect in lane
Whoever saw a tiger that desired to be tamed?
Reality defies
Nature does not know surprise
Yet the lesion of our season blinds even the eagle's eyes
Spies dread not headlock tight as threadknot
Get lost why throw a bone to a dead dog?
This is not charity
That is just sarcasm
That's why we bite so hard and never bark at em
Spark at em's insane
It's play gather and prey
When even the mighty tiger
He desires to be tamed
I'm stuck freedome lasso
They act as if it's positive
Though it's so obviously derogative
And even if you're bobby
This is never your prerogative
It's obvious we're warriors
And crooked just like bobby is
But colleges and mockeries
Will never make a socrates
Apologies and robberies
They follow with atrocity
Sorrow and hypocrisy
Don't make very good crockery
Watchin' this it's horror bliss
And one day I will promise this
The day the tiger wakes
That is the day of your apocalypse
Breath constricted
No hand pulls this is self-inflicted sickness
Sickness
Self diagnosed without witness
Wish list grip fist
The beggary of riches
A belly full fights never willingly
An empty stomach does not have the energy to finish it
Layers in between
Padded by a dream
Stretching for the means
Without thought of exhausting the seams
No space for indiginity
On the face of simplicity
A taste of sufficiency's
A bellyfull of lethargy
A dash of apathy a pinch of extacy's a recipe
Serving up a feast for the beast of our treachery
Not sure if your getting celebrity's out effigy
I hear just fine
But I'm deaf to those next to me
Conflict it perplexes me
Cause out biggest battle
Is now we're so free that we choose to be shackled
I'm stuck freedom lasso
This invisible strain of the human stain
Colours every brain, vein
Thus chained to another's pain
We may not be the artist by we surely are the fram
We may just be the smoke
But we cannot blame the flame
Strange is the fruit
That nourishes not the vein
Yet we are odder still
For we seek it like the rain
Nothing bounds out path
Yet we march perfect in lane
Whoever saw a tiger that desired to be tamed?
Reality defies
Nature does not know surprise
Yet the lesion of our season blinds even the eagle's eyes
Spies dread not headlock tight as threadknot
Get lost why throw a bone to a dead dog?
This is not charity
That is just sarcasm
That's why we bite so hard and never bark at em
Spark at em's insane
It's play gather and prey
When even the mighty tiger
He desires to be tamed
I'm stuck freedome lasso
They act as if it's positive
Though it's so obviously derogative
And even if you're bobby
This is never your prerogative
It's obvious we're warriors
And crooked just like bobby is
But colleges and mockeries
Will never make a socrates
Apologies and robberies
They follow with atrocity
Sorrow and hypocrisy
Don't make very good crockery
Watchin' this it's horror bliss
And one day I will promise this
The day the tiger wakes
That is the day of your apocalypse
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.16] A rope tightens
[00:19.05] Breath constricted
[00:19.81] No hand pulls this is self-inflicted sickness
[00:22.27] Sickness
[00:22.32] Self diagnosed without witness
[00:24.29] Wish list grip fist
[00:25.13] The beggary of riches
[00:26.92] A belly full fights never willingly
[00:28.77] An empty stomach does not have the energy to finish it
[00:30.59] Layers in between
[00:32.30] Padded by a dream
[00:33.21] Stretching for the means
[00:33.72] Without thought of exhausting the seams
[00:35.52] No space for indiginity
[00:36.40] On the face of simplicity
[00:38.29] A taste of sufficiency's
[00:39.16] A bellyfull of lethargy
[00:40.06] A dash of apathy a pinch of extacy's a recipe
[00:42.74] Serving up a feast for the beast of our treachery
[00:44.61] Not sure if your getting celebrity's out effigy
[00:46.47] I hear just fine
[00:48.21] But I'm deaf to those next to me
[00:49.12] Conflict it perplexes me
[00:50.04] Cause out biggest battle
[00:51.84] Is now we're so free that we choose to be shackled
[00:56.01] I'm stuck freedom lasso
[01:12.06] This invisible strain of the human stain
[01:13.78] Colours every brain, vein
[01:14.63] Thus chained to another's pain
[01:16.46] We may not be the artist by we surely are the fram
[01:18.75] We may just be the smoke
[01:19.60] But we cannot blame the flame
[01:20.52] Strange is the fruit
[01:22.36] That nourishes not the vein
[01:23.27] Yet we are odder still
[01:24.15] For we seek it like the rain
[01:25.06] Nothing bounds out path
[01:26.80] Yet we march perfect in lane
[01:27.77] Whoever saw a tiger that desired to be tamed?
[01:30.23] Reality defies
[01:31.20] Nature does not know surprise
[01:32.17] Yet the lesion of our season blinds even the eagle's eyes
[01:34.55] Spies dread not headlock tight as threadknot
[01:37.02] Get lost why throw a bone to a dead dog?
[01:39.50] This is not charity
[01:40.55] That is just sarcasm
[01:41.41] That's why we bite so hard and never bark at em
[01:44.17] Spark at em's insane
[01:45.01] It's play gather and prey
[01:45.96] When even the mighty tiger
[01:46.88] He desires to be tamed
[01:49.59] I'm stuck freedome lasso
[02:06.57] They act as if it's positive
[02:07.40] Though it's so obviously derogative
[02:08.33] And even if you're bobby
[02:09.21] This is never your prerogative
[02:10.11] It's obvious we're warriors
[02:11.98] And crooked just like bobby is
[02:12.80] But colleges and mockeries
[02:13.75] Will never make a socrates
[02:15.55] Apologies and robberies
[02:16.45] They follow with atrocity
[02:17.45] Sorrow and hypocrisy
[02:18.38] Don't make very good crockery
[02:20.12] Watchin' this it's horror bliss
[02:21.02] And one day I will promise this
[02:21.93] The day the tiger wakes
[02:23.08] That is the day of your apocalypse
[02:40.83]
[00:19.05] Breath constricted
[00:19.81] No hand pulls this is self-inflicted sickness
[00:22.27] Sickness
[00:22.32] Self diagnosed without witness
[00:24.29] Wish list grip fist
[00:25.13] The beggary of riches
[00:26.92] A belly full fights never willingly
[00:28.77] An empty stomach does not have the energy to finish it
[00:30.59] Layers in between
[00:32.30] Padded by a dream
[00:33.21] Stretching for the means
[00:33.72] Without thought of exhausting the seams
[00:35.52] No space for indiginity
[00:36.40] On the face of simplicity
[00:38.29] A taste of sufficiency's
[00:39.16] A bellyfull of lethargy
[00:40.06] A dash of apathy a pinch of extacy's a recipe
[00:42.74] Serving up a feast for the beast of our treachery
[00:44.61] Not sure if your getting celebrity's out effigy
[00:46.47] I hear just fine
[00:48.21] But I'm deaf to those next to me
[00:49.12] Conflict it perplexes me
[00:50.04] Cause out biggest battle
[00:51.84] Is now we're so free that we choose to be shackled
[00:56.01] I'm stuck freedom lasso
[01:12.06] This invisible strain of the human stain
[01:13.78] Colours every brain, vein
[01:14.63] Thus chained to another's pain
[01:16.46] We may not be the artist by we surely are the fram
[01:18.75] We may just be the smoke
[01:19.60] But we cannot blame the flame
[01:20.52] Strange is the fruit
[01:22.36] That nourishes not the vein
[01:23.27] Yet we are odder still
[01:24.15] For we seek it like the rain
[01:25.06] Nothing bounds out path
[01:26.80] Yet we march perfect in lane
[01:27.77] Whoever saw a tiger that desired to be tamed?
[01:30.23] Reality defies
[01:31.20] Nature does not know surprise
[01:32.17] Yet the lesion of our season blinds even the eagle's eyes
[01:34.55] Spies dread not headlock tight as threadknot
[01:37.02] Get lost why throw a bone to a dead dog?
[01:39.50] This is not charity
[01:40.55] That is just sarcasm
[01:41.41] That's why we bite so hard and never bark at em
[01:44.17] Spark at em's insane
[01:45.01] It's play gather and prey
[01:45.96] When even the mighty tiger
[01:46.88] He desires to be tamed
[01:49.59] I'm stuck freedome lasso
[02:06.57] They act as if it's positive
[02:07.40] Though it's so obviously derogative
[02:08.33] And even if you're bobby
[02:09.21] This is never your prerogative
[02:10.11] It's obvious we're warriors
[02:11.98] And crooked just like bobby is
[02:12.80] But colleges and mockeries
[02:13.75] Will never make a socrates
[02:15.55] Apologies and robberies
[02:16.45] They follow with atrocity
[02:17.45] Sorrow and hypocrisy
[02:18.38] Don't make very good crockery
[02:20.12] Watchin' this it's horror bliss
[02:21.02] And one day I will promise this
[02:21.93] The day the tiger wakes
[02:23.08] That is the day of your apocalypse
[02:40.83]