FTL_Sol - MoogMood lyrics

Verse 1: And all in all I guess everything is everything Yea, I'm on it til the d**h of me The recipe that rests in me is self-less indemnity I'm sick of all this brevity, it was pleasant first but now it's leprosy Spreading to the heads dressed as lethargy Though so many put us on that pedestal of revelry Credibly my specialty's the weaponry of melodies Second best get Kennedied, they head to me dreadfully These Rebels get to running check the level of the pedigree But still something missing I can't call it, nor make a decision, it's like an itch when It must be scratched, but the rash'll spread Walking that tightrope, only it's half a thread But that mind know, and in the back said Just be the first to battle, and the last bled So I'm first here, and the last fled I keep my head up and never back tread Even when I'm in that Mood Chorus: Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, when my every thought is monophonic My logic's to smoke 'til I'm cosmic, it's caustic, but The chronic is harmonic to my conscience It keeps the nonsense out my province Since I'm in that Mood Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood Verse 2: Skewed views, being rude to the dude who's been Here through all of it, YOU, Sol, YOU (Who?) Who you refuse to pay dues to when dues due Seeing Magenta like I'm f**ing glued to Blue's Clues Take it in, deep breath, and let the flu stew Looking at myself like, who knew, answer back "You do" Then I'ma need a huge clue My mind ain't ready to let the truth loose Not yet, probably need a offset Roll up and smoke til it's foggy as a bog get All by myself running octets It's complex how my soul extend convex To the most odd of expected prospects Like one for all, but one neglecting one's progress I don't get it now and guess I never will, I never been a thrill seeker Content to murder these tracks and k** speakers in my Mood Chorus: Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, when my every thought is monophonic My logic's to smoke 'til I'm cosmic, it's caustic, but The chronic is harmonic to my conscience It keeps the nonsense out my province Since I'm in that Mood Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood, Micro, Moog Mood, yea I'm in that Mood