1,000 Deaths
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โฑ๏ธ 3:44 duration
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I saw the wrought-iron cross inverted circlin' above my turret
Slid the spiraling banister down and hide, banished am I
My ruby glass glazed specs staple the trader of market thieves
Where vendors count the stolen citrus out their pyramids
Mirrored without a slapstick
Mavericks plugged directly to third rail surges
Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits
Oooh child, raised as oddity, son of a circus side-show freak
Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't speak
Infected projection hung thick in the air
Pungent as burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes
Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers
And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god
Sweet Christ, crucify me with railroad spikes
Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave
All fail the most serene communication pageant
Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges
I spell merit with my name stitched on my heritage
And serenade arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished grin
Buried in leagues a "'Please', Thank You', 'Pardon', 'Excuse Me'
'Your Welcome', 'May I?' ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not
Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath
Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it
Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream
Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
You ever died a thousand deaths?, I have
And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed
And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma
Jonesing for home alone days to sit and count my poems, I
Dig in the dirt I rig up the earth like pulley systems
Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries
Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury
Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me
Carpet-bombers spearheading fink operetta
Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine
Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand Sloppy leagues
And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall
Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards
Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward
Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers
My wing span can and will employ full expansion
Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands panning for gold
Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes
All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches
Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear
Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard
And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't
Bundled in my humble little plummet
Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
Slid the spiraling banister down and hide, banished am I
My ruby glass glazed specs staple the trader of market thieves
Where vendors count the stolen citrus out their pyramids
Mirrored without a slapstick
Mavericks plugged directly to third rail surges
Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits
Oooh child, raised as oddity, son of a circus side-show freak
Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't speak
Infected projection hung thick in the air
Pungent as burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes
Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers
And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god
Sweet Christ, crucify me with railroad spikes
Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave
All fail the most serene communication pageant
Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges
I spell merit with my name stitched on my heritage
And serenade arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished grin
Buried in leagues a "'Please', Thank You', 'Pardon', 'Excuse Me'
'Your Welcome', 'May I?' ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not
Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath
Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it
Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream
Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
You ever died a thousand deaths?, I have
And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed
And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma
Jonesing for home alone days to sit and count my poems, I
Dig in the dirt I rig up the earth like pulley systems
Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries
Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury
Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me
Carpet-bombers spearheading fink operetta
Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine
Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand Sloppy leagues
And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall
Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards
Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward
Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers
My wing span can and will employ full expansion
Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands panning for gold
Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes
All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches
Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear
Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard
And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't
Bundled in my humble little plummet
Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
For kicking your fantasies overboard
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.33] I saw the wrought-iron cross inverted circlin' above my turret
[00:13.80] Slid the spiraling banister down and hide, banished am I
[00:16.38] My ruby glass glazed specs staple the trader of market thieves
[00:19.06] Where vendors count the stolen citrus out their pyramids
[00:21.23] Mirrored without a slapstick
[00:22.30] Mavericks plugged directly to third rail surges
[00:24.25] Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits
[00:26.71] Oooh child, raised as oddity, son of a circus side-show freak
[00:29.77] Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't speak
[00:32.41] Infected projection hung thick in the air
[00:34.66] Pungent as burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes
[00:37.18] Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers
[00:40.49] And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god
[00:43.48] Sweet Christ, crucify me with railroad spikes
[00:45.91] Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave
[00:48.43] All fail the most serene communication pageant
[00:51.11] Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges
[00:53.62] I spell merit with my name stitched on my heritage
[00:56.18] And serenade arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished grin
[00:59.10] Buried in leagues a "'Please', Thank You', 'Pardon', 'Excuse Me'
[01:01.36] 'Your Welcome', 'May I?' ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not
[01:04.35] Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath
[01:06.35] Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it
[01:09.66] Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream
[01:12.38] Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions
[01:14.83] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[01:18.42] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[01:20.14] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[01:22.89] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[01:25.63] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[01:29.20] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[01:30.82] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[01:33.53] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[01:36.39] You ever died a thousand deaths?, I have
[01:39.07] And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed
[01:41.85] And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma
[01:44.70] Jonesing for home alone days to sit and count my poems, I
[01:47.33] Dig in the dirt I rig up the earth like pulley systems
[01:50.38] Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries
[01:52.86] Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury
[01:55.05] Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me
[01:57.84] Carpet-bombers spearheading fink operetta
[02:00.26] Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine
[02:03.05] Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand Sloppy leagues
[02:06.31] And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall
[02:09.06] Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards
[02:13.57] Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward
[02:16.21] Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers
[02:19.08] My wing span can and will employ full expansion
[02:21.55] Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands panning for gold
[02:24.32] Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes
[02:28.73] All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches
[02:29.81] Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear
[02:31.58] Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard
[02:33.19] And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't
[02:35.70] Bundled in my humble little plummet
[02:37.59] Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick
[02:40.92] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[02:43.94] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[02:45.38] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[02:48.05] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[02:50.84] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[02:54.41] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[02:56.09] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[02:58.92] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:01.48] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[03:05.26] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[03:06.62] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[03:09.41] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:12.23] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[03:15.89] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[03:17.47] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[03:19.95] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:22.75]
[00:13.80] Slid the spiraling banister down and hide, banished am I
[00:16.38] My ruby glass glazed specs staple the trader of market thieves
[00:19.06] Where vendors count the stolen citrus out their pyramids
[00:21.23] Mirrored without a slapstick
[00:22.30] Mavericks plugged directly to third rail surges
[00:24.25] Piss on electric mayhem through city commuter circuits
[00:26.71] Oooh child, raised as oddity, son of a circus side-show freak
[00:29.77] Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's leak but I won't speak
[00:32.41] Infected projection hung thick in the air
[00:34.66] Pungent as burning plastics upon whiffing the nasal cringes
[00:37.18] Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 stars collapse the suckers
[00:40.49] And I'm reborn every time the wine metamorphs back to water, my god
[00:43.48] Sweet Christ, crucify me with railroad spikes
[00:45.91] Use my skull to bash them all in, gather sit and grin, weave
[00:48.43] All fail the most serene communication pageant
[00:51.11] Where sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges
[00:53.62] I spell merit with my name stitched on my heritage
[00:56.18] And serenade arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished grin
[00:59.10] Buried in leagues a "'Please', Thank You', 'Pardon', 'Excuse Me'
[01:01.36] 'Your Welcome', 'May I?' ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not
[01:04.35] Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath
[01:06.35] Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that about says it
[01:09.66] Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and paddle upstream
[01:12.38] Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely interventions
[01:14.83] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[01:18.42] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[01:20.14] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[01:22.89] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[01:25.63] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[01:29.20] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[01:30.82] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[01:33.53] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[01:36.39] You ever died a thousand deaths?, I have
[01:39.07] And in the morrow stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed
[01:41.85] And made a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma
[01:44.70] Jonesing for home alone days to sit and count my poems, I
[01:47.33] Dig in the dirt I rig up the earth like pulley systems
[01:50.38] Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries
[01:52.86] Strung along a song of spawning thorns of fury
[01:55.05] Numb the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me
[01:57.84] Carpet-bombers spearheading fink operetta
[02:00.26] Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison combine
[02:03.05] Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand Sloppy leagues
[02:06.31] And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall
[02:09.06] Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes unbrung rewards
[02:13.57] Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward
[02:16.21] Like park children double dutching ropes in burning city summers
[02:19.08] My wing span can and will employ full expansion
[02:21.55] Unfolding while lamping at home with my hands panning for gold
[02:24.32] Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes
[02:28.73] All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of matches
[02:29.81] Maybe I'll sit until the spilling motors clear
[02:31.58] Maybe I'll sit and stroke my billie goat beard
[02:33.19] And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I won't
[02:35.70] Bundled in my humble little plummet
[02:37.59] Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick
[02:40.92] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[02:43.94] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[02:45.38] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[02:48.05] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[02:50.84] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[02:54.41] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[02:56.09] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[02:58.92] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:01.48] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours
[03:05.26] For kicking your fantasies overboard
[03:06.62] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[03:09.41] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:12.23] I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs
[03:15.89] For breaking down their ropes, ladders and stairs
[03:17.47] I mean I'm only one servant, making one hell of a diversion
[03:19.95] And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
[03:22.75]