Verse 1
It’s quite a quarrel that is written with a quail feather.
Seeing my own death is something that I’d rather - not do
See I feel a ton of nausea in my mind
And I think with my stomach.
If you look close you’ll see that I’m hungry all the time
Half my mind wants to search for many things to find.
For knowledge, for power, for sex, for food,
Caffeine, wifi, music and some rest, it’s true.
I don’t know where I’m going, I don’t know where I’ve been
I’m just walking ‘round town like I’m the blind, deaf kid.
But feel as if I’m all seeing like the ultimate being
Searching for a body with a proper fit.
Am I a god among mortals, or a man among gods?
To really answer life’s riddles, you must break this facade.
Look at where we reside, we try to live in the now,
But it’s through enlightenment that your soul will be found.
White lies told by white men with white hair
Black ice making black cars crash right there
Gray skies letting clear rain hit my face
But when it’s gone there’s a rainbow that’ll take it’s place.
A face made of clouds that are raining down
Joy’s a needle in a haystack that may never be found.
See, round and round in this life we go,
You don’t think about answers when you’re shoveling snow.
So don’t tell me about the life I live.
I’m not just sure, I’m positive
That the negatives in this world are fully unmatched
Compared to the good unlocked through rap
Or music in general, my thoughts are seminal.
And nothing else can replace that.
You only have one thought? I have several.
‘Cause the way I think don’t have a format.
Verse 2
You’ve thrown everything away.
Art is all that’s left.
You may have lived today,
But you’d be happier in death.
Should you go home to rest?
Nah, why not drink first.
Should you go to confess? No.
Go and quench your thirst.
Walk to the liquor store, you live life in denial.
Ethanol in your veins flows like the nile
Only two miles home, you think you can drive.
For you, being sober is the other side.
Feels like a long ride home, are you dreaming now?
It shouldn’t take so long to find your way uptown.
You hear cries and see flames in this winter night.
Everything turns black and closer comes a light.
Closer comes a light, closer comes a light.
Everything turns black and closer comes a light. x4
The enigmatic punk-rap duo of Justin Pearson (The Locust, Swing Kids) and hip-hop producer Luke Henshaw make their long-awaited return. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 7, 2024