Derby of Days

Lyrics

For what it's worth The day before the hurt it doesn't work The day before the hurt Hope it doesn't care Those who hem Daddy happy ain't gonna help you ... You dealing with alien of self Appearing on my face, gotta shadow try'na steal my place Things I hate huh, hold up wait Shredding ... because I already ate Like the back of my hand I do the opposite and quick, too Don't let what you've been through predict you! Don't let what you've been through predict you While I yell a capella Won't milk no fortune teller Manage with capitalism got it all wrapped but it isn't Worth the paper printed when we come to decision to Give it all our thirst and all our lights Wage all that work with all our life Now soldier gonna give cuts mid-run Button down a zipped up shrink drum Carry your days on a rock called boo Decaying cage, all around Choose Now soldier gonna give cuts mid-run Button down a zipped up shrink drum Carry your days on a rock called boo Decaying cage, all around Choose Choices choices choices choices No leaking road to win behind voices Like river when gorge riveting forge Or just wanted forever a book stack or at all Hills that color where you sleep undoes the ice about your heat Lets ugly leak in deep the floor beneath your feet Albeit water stone shoulda known where you gonna Eat when you gut That's just so mid ? Now the soldier gonna give cuts mid-run So we button down a zipped up shrink drum Carry your days on a rock called boo Decaying cage, all around Choose Gang of gods in the sky Fightin' over this bowl of caca I don't buy any of it here because ... I know there Gang of gods in the sky Fightin' over this bowl of caca I don't buy any of it here because ... I know there The year coughs men like ants down life Desk-like shadow stays stuck a flicker late To haunt office space alone Clocks growl and piss Pens hunt and hiss To scrawl out eyes on photographed kids At night I might Be making some of that up WHAT? That's just how the other half lives I wonder wonder who sleep is Better for prey or predator et cetera et cetera What are you in touch with Amid all the too muchness? The scent of milk on a fortune teller Every feeling needs a seller Wealth inhaler cake compeller Man any older than a can, man Now soldier gonna give cuts mid-run So he buttoned down a zipped up shrink drum Carry your days on a rock called boo Decaying cage, all around Choose Now soldier gonna give cuts mid-run So he buttoned down a zipped up shrink drum Carry your days on a rock called boo Decaying cage, all around Choose