Garbage-Aesop Rock

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:04.59]The ritual goes same window different visual [00:11.76]Wing of wax or wing of gold leaf [00:14.88]Choose one Float or plummet 20 thousand cold legues [00:18.42]My nourishment's provided in the summer [00:20.40]So that I wonder [00:21.15]How y'all chasin' dreams when what's tangible still outruns ya [00:24.27]Hail dirty doll immaculate performance [00:26.58]Warm as the March of a billion torches forward to burn what I born at [00:30.39]Cut and paste alertness to current set is provided quick [00:33.15]Shimmy the pirate ship mast bat the eyelids at the siren in her bow [00:36.93]Facing let's salute the embrace pertinent generals who turned innocent hermits to burning spectacles [00:42.45]Flirtin' with a serpent workin' overtime [00:44.52]Drain the battery siphon the poison and flood his majesty's hatchery [00:47.55]I was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens [00:50.73]Yeah an it ain't exactly plush pickin's [00:52.98]I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun [00:56.85]Than live my life knowin' you may one day follow me over one [00:59.88]Snake bite [01:01.05]Breath too heavy to hold [01:02.46]Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it [01:05.61]Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image [01:08.13]Steal a sloppy earth meal feed my pottery wheel to model collossal vision [01:12.27]Thrill shrunken with a bucket of pennies [01:14.94]I'ma drag my sneakers through the dirt like alligator bellies [01:17.97]'Til the cloud burst [01:19.11]Honour and a loud thirst submersed in a trap [01:21.87]Little drummer boy verse' thunderclap [01:23.94]In a city of garbage tryin' to reap the harvest [01:29.55]Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest [01:40.32]Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can [01:44.82]Either way adapt to circumstance or play you final hand [01:47.97]No enigma an attempt to bury the hatchet [01:51.00]Rendered me victim of deviltry plus wounded like stigmatics [01:54.18]Somethin's somethin hazardous [01:55.59]I smell an inch of differnce in this mornin's pollution pistons and how the loose ends drift in [02:00.18]My sour pash [02:01.08]Institutions slipped in admidst the invaders and [02:03.54]Pardon my tone but [02:04.44]This garden's grown f**ken' acres since my visit [02:07.02]Itchin' to count the layers in the blizzard to that chapter where my family inserts the dagger and twists it [02:11.97]It's the carnival have you any sweets for my weary kin [02:14.91]It's the carnival have you any feed for my cheery grin [02:17.94]It's the carnival welcome play our games you'll never win [02:20.82]Coz it's that carnival where every freak show spectacle's your friend [02:23.94]An' I'm a [02:24.57]Ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas [02:27.03]Antifreeze to glacier cookin' a look of fiery nature [02:29.91]It's the [02:30.60]Ceilin' feelin' too heavy to bless the I beams for a fraction more collapse [02:34.38]I left sorry [02:35.10]That to your door [02:36.30]B***hin' my back to hell's kitchen back [02:38.76]Burnin' murder machinery released regardless of the pardons [02:42.21]Hitchin my life to the leash of one minstrel [02:44.67]Sick of same window different visual [02:46.74]Same agnostic hostage different ritual [02:49.05]Play coopertive supercolony clash [02:50.67]I heard we have a dust collection let me see it [02:53.37]Ooh I duel this underdog verse forced adaption to the marbles of the now [02:56.94]Since then my knuckles haven't once dragged on the ground [02:59.55]In a city of garbage tryin' to reap the harvest [03:03.27]Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest [03:06.36]Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can [03:08.85]Either way adapt to circumstance or play you final hand [03:18.63]The ritual goes same window different visual [03:31.35]The ritual is same f**ken' window different visual