Aesop Rock - SAME SPACE lyrics

Killings reflect the destiny of the village

So when 20 count regrets float down futility spillage

See I'll pass the broken arrow this time for certain

Yea but from here on out its hoofed mare or bare footed urchin

Dig in your person

Now exhibit true audacity and passively hack reason to ribbons

Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee

Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities

Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate

Spin me dizzy in a crosswalk

My too far gone mastodon senses inspect relentless

For fitted boogie systems with crook addictions

Well sure my crown is formed of thorns

Yea but my thorns are formed of sound

And I've found sounds what keep me warm

When the mornings born with frozen ground

Put a rope down pull me from where the buzzards clear

The meat from the bones you and your little badass mad max musketeers

When the silhoettes of emaciated frames danced on a highwire

Mistook for aspiring third world poster children

But is inserted ghost with dealin

Dead to administer links like chief then whats your forte

Tentacle dragger in disguise seeking the match made in your eyes

Friend it don't take the wisest men in triplicate pace unified

I don't condone the blasphemy hatchery's procreation

From the floods, to the fires, to the droughts, to the cyclones

Tidal waves to twisters, tornadoes, and hell stones

Whirlwinds, tropical storms, blizzards and monsoons

All of which I witnessed prior to waking up inside my room

Look at the crook as I panic episode tantrums

Fuck hugging my cool

The edginess readies the mock knock quick draw hence the duel

The company of similars couldn't excite the motor

But hermit crab Ace home alone-uh

One barrel of idioms and charcoal stick, courage under desire

Canopy draped beautiful messiah reluctant

Stuck in the pluck of the harp buzzing the fuzzing televison mixer

Book of saturated matches and a half-made bed

Pick of the litter, litter of the pick

Pack leader will huff cannibal fumes, mechanical zoom

There's ample room for

Stowaways inside the cargo bed

Said leech prior to firing up his barnacle magnet

Instincts leashing himself to where the wind spitting ice storms

And termite swarms are commonplace

I'm a trace this silver lining winding round the profit chase

I know there is good in you if one peels back the opulence

But I also know its ratio to bad don't feed my confidence

The nutrients will be intense circle

The clues units of success being personal

Then sucked basic diversion

Rusty anchor budget for nothing

Wedged between aesop rock and a scarred face of frustrated fuck yous Bound by concern

I can't believe I'm still concerned

I can't believe side children turn in their sleep over one-liners

Well I yield to hear your burns

Color me out of my skull draggin a wagon of creature features

And all I ever wanted was to aggravate the sleepers

Look self-crafted heroics murder worthless

Crash test ideologies, catalog alien doctrines type disturbance

Got em out, killing machines turn belly up

Buckled, the troubles I've seen

Coax twenty four sevens of wide eyes from day dreamers

Clean or dirty serpents in turn wish preference for the latter

Justified the germ's birth cauterize the gashes after

On my left, one finger for each burrough I can touch

On my right, one finger for each time that I wake up midsummer night

Who's cloaked in a pristine mantle of hellfire

But A-capital glaciers out the east slide lateral

Born for one task indeed

To spawn a citizen kane of oaks out this ugly duckling seed

Look I aint too attired of draggin the baggage over the seasaw seeds

When the reapers turns mortals to caspers

See the plain and stone conjurable can't mimmick the null

Of a billion troops holding matchsticks to empty cannons

Stand of a many moons when the sun hit the mountainside splendidly

Bask in the last warmth ever known to man's tangents

In the wink of an innocent starchild's eyelid drop he vanished

Managed to carve initials in the granite wall the damned it all tp

I hung with cats that do the donts

Cats that forage through the moats

Hoping eloping with soveriegnty and a cantine demon prodigies

I love the wake, the watch, the walk, the work

The well its almost six o'clock

I've never seen so many tugboats miss the dock (watch)