"End Is Near" lyrics
I'm feelin' like the end is near
Sip of water feel like Everclear
Future isn't ever clear, all I see in presence fear
Only passion burnin' is the fire in the hemosphere
Have you even asked yourself what you willing to do?
Or if who you consider the illest is true?
Holdin' others to the standards we make for ourselves
Cause if we raised 'em, we'd have to live by 'em too
False notions of fairness
Lost, hopeless and careless
My thoughts stroking the canvass blend commas to get up I make ads for the vantage
That's the game, brother
But if they ever say that I fell off then that's when you know I made it out the traffic somewhere off the grid and I done made my great escape, brother
I just want put in as much as I take from it
Workin off a vague budget
Fuck it
The bigger picture more natural
They luxe it
The truth is in the shadows
If it all burned down
You ain't gonna care what the turnout was to your latest self-esteem party on the timeline
Self-service gettin turned down, hoe
Mirror is vast as space
Fuck who I appease, proud of who I aggravate
If you had a missile and they had us cornered would you aim it at the state or would you make the I'm passive face?
I take greed captive when I captivate
Natural hunger, bitch my passion ate
What I'm sayin is that that's an eight
But if you look deep inside, you can have a plate
I feel like the end is near
No more shit to prove
Face time in a move
FaceTime interviews
Flake, grind, hindered views
Worn out honesty
Fake dries in the new
Wake, lie, hittin' snooze
Chest
They try, it's a ruse
Rest they hate
All them let by rhythm blues
Left my critical
Tryin be righteous though
Any color on the page they gon' pile with snow
Feel the ice below
Dreamin' of a better
We settle for whatever
What's behind door number zero?
Think we boutta pull the lever
We boutta pull the lever
We boutta pull the lever
When you give a mouse hope for the cheddar
He think it ain't worth the risk to escape
On the day it is as bad as they say, will we even have the eyes to realize the decay?
Once again people, we're back
And we're coming live from the end of the world as it were
Latest on our boy?
Sometimes to see is to feel
And well, to feel is to hurt
Our boy has been fighting
But at this current pace, the inside word is that the odds are against him
Looks like a tipping point if you ask me
Stay tuned, people
Stay tuned
Sip of water feel like Everclear
Future isn't ever clear, all I see in presence fear
Only passion burnin' is the fire in the hemosphere
Have you even asked yourself what you willing to do?
Or if who you consider the illest is true?
Holdin' others to the standards we make for ourselves
Cause if we raised 'em, we'd have to live by 'em too
False notions of fairness
Lost, hopeless and careless
My thoughts stroking the canvass blend commas to get up I make ads for the vantage
That's the game, brother
But if they ever say that I fell off then that's when you know I made it out the traffic somewhere off the grid and I done made my great escape, brother
I just want put in as much as I take from it
Workin off a vague budget
Fuck it
The bigger picture more natural
They luxe it
The truth is in the shadows
If it all burned down
You ain't gonna care what the turnout was to your latest self-esteem party on the timeline
Self-service gettin turned down, hoe
Mirror is vast as space
Fuck who I appease, proud of who I aggravate
If you had a missile and they had us cornered would you aim it at the state or would you make the I'm passive face?
I take greed captive when I captivate
Natural hunger, bitch my passion ate
What I'm sayin is that that's an eight
But if you look deep inside, you can have a plate
I feel like the end is near
No more shit to prove
Face time in a move
FaceTime interviews
Flake, grind, hindered views
Worn out honesty
Fake dries in the new
Wake, lie, hittin' snooze
Chest
They try, it's a ruse
Rest they hate
All them let by rhythm blues
Left my critical
Tryin be righteous though
Any color on the page they gon' pile with snow
Feel the ice below
Dreamin' of a better
We settle for whatever
What's behind door number zero?
Think we boutta pull the lever
We boutta pull the lever
We boutta pull the lever
When you give a mouse hope for the cheddar
He think it ain't worth the risk to escape
On the day it is as bad as they say, will we even have the eyes to realize the decay?
Once again people, we're back
And we're coming live from the end of the world as it were
Latest on our boy?
Sometimes to see is to feel
And well, to feel is to hurt
Our boy has been fighting
But at this current pace, the inside word is that the odds are against him
Looks like a tipping point if you ask me
Stay tuned, people
Stay tuned
