Time - Bigotree lyrics

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Time - Bigotree lyrics

[addie and time:] Now what if your life was like this as opposed to traps Step, out of the routine, to expose the facts Fiction is religion Diction is depiction Christians don't listen Man, just relax [time:] I've wrote six hundred and sixty five poems Six hundred to go after i was h*t with sixty six stones Face a waste temple tantrum Strep throat bl**dy tonsils Only halo i ever had was on my gaming console Mental mechanic manual, wrench holder responsible study Wept for forty days and forty moons without leaving the terrain muddy Dehydrated eyes, desert tears no light in the tunnel or sky Pouring questions through a funnel of why See, everything's thought if a single organism doesnt believe Sp*ce is extinct and the sun'll die Every minute messiahs migrate and every four years one'll try It's up to you if you want to run or fly I come down to earth or whatever you want to call it Learn just for fun though I left my wallet and my soul in el segundo [addie:] Walking across still waters as they cascades into night I can't walk on top, neither can jesus but that's all right So change is eppervescent in the eye's of adolescent loop holes Twist story's around curves content with falice scoop soul's In flew bold blend's baffaling by the dozen The bible belittle's Only in the instant of residles now it's all determine by way of Ingenius thought Someone traced orginism's into the livestock's crops [time:] Circles of patterns We're all statues with imaginary pigeons Now if took a step left altering my decisions Would i change the past changing perspectives on religion What if we're all a b*tterflies dream Contradicting that life can't be manipulating demeaning the beautiful Or maybe we're all ready dead and this third pebbles our cubicle Where we walk on slaughter Crucifying nails, rivers are veins of thought I got my throat slit and took a cigar cutter to the hand of god I collect cuticles [addie:] *rs*nic scoop soul's Lathargic coop's hold pigeon prophet's Missing out on life cause misery contends logic Out of pocket now to prophet purposes [time:] The collection cup's circling [addie:] Amongst the crowd Worth to miss services, purposeless These are thought's of nervousness Believe in something worth your wrist instead of bl**dy slit's Fist's over cuff's, contend's with destruction Society overflow's with sin as we relay morbid malfunction [addie and time:] See here's a test to see if your missions is complete on this planet If your still alive, it isnt, don't panic [x2] Now what if your life was like this as opposed to traps Step, out of the routine, to expose the facts Fiction is religion Diction is depiction Christians don't listen Man, just relax [addie:] What if the world was dark and my shadows were light [time:] Does the sun rise every morning for us, or out of habit [addie:] The universe expands with every step of wisdom [time:] But if i step off the cliff well my guardian angel fall with me? [addie:] The point of impact doesnt k** it's the bounce back [time:] Can i vaporize clouds with thought? [addie:] Conceptualize illusion cause that's all you got [time:] The more i talk about my questions the more i find my answers [addie:] When we dream are we alive [time:] And we're awake are we dead [time and addie:] I went to sleep I woke up this morning I found god, he was an aetheist I went to work, he went to chruch We wasted our life [x2] Now what if your life was like this as opposed to traps Step, out of the routine, to expose the facts Fiction is religion Diction is depiction Christians don't listen Man, just relax [time:] Turned on the faucet and washed my hands with (misery) [addie:] The tears that bond can never put back together my (heartbreak) [time:] I know cuts can hurt but words bring the worst (pain) [addie:] Keep your thoughts to your self, while you walk alone But never break stride in the path of (rejection) [time:] Lying away all by myself With nothing to say and no one to help Everything i was told was lies, false, fairy tales Christian scientist fiction, mythology Forgiveness seldom seen Found everyone i ever came in contact with and drenched them in apologies Tell a human a secret, i'll tell you a human can't keep it Rumors could cause a million suicides with a single breath said Fluff my pillow and kiss me good night as the monsters under my mattress Mingle around my d**h bed [addie:] This mess led with enough said Divisible found a rest plead Peace, inside a coffin closing what is left And that's blessed -becoming the fertile earth Part of the soil so i grow forth Told one of the two i'd be visiting But neither to explore Choose my own path to find yet Distance reach divine quest d**h display's fright f*cking with your mind -yes- Ask me what dream's may come and i will tell you the truth Lie's fill the afterlife you're living in a neck tied noose See here's a test to see if your mission's complete on this planet If you're still alive, it's not don't panic [x2] See here's a test to see if your mission's complete on this planet If you're still alive, we're not, don't panic [secret track:] We all do normal things Like play with tarot cards on acid We ask for receipts and recycle plastic, me Id rather a sylvia brown and focus on seventy two degrees With no sun, rose light and no snow melting from trees We all like nicknacs The pictures stare, cause we're moving statues Building houses and drinking oil but we never put the sticks back Addicted to prescriptions but never to healthcare Democrats love to rhyme, al gore ghostwrote welfare