Freedom Lasso-Akala

Freedom Lasso

歌手:Akala

专辑:Freedom Lasso

时间:2007-10-10

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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 'ems 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

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