Scene 3 (feat. Kyle Kidd) - SUMAC/Moor Mother.mp3

[00:06.854]There will be blood in the way of our dreams
[01:14.671]Look out the window
[01:15.457]See my shadow self telling me 'this life ain't what it used to be'
[01:19.275]Wallpaper view TV but we had bigger crowds
[01:23.037]Pieces of flesh, bits of skull as souvenirs, new fear
[01:26.367]Out of hope out of fate new weight
[01:31.080]New weight, hate, heavy
[01:34.760]Bomb levee even though there's no longer water here, dried up atmosphere
[01:39.106]Be careful, ghosts haunt here
[01:41.492]Legacies of fear wrapped tight
[01:44.787]With nothing but free time, free falling and you don't know what it feels to be me
[01:50.032]And the heart breakers, the heart attack, was it the broken hearts?
[01:54.294]Well one thing's for sure, it was the blood
[01:57.078]Stepping in the name of love, bones trapped in closets, death deposits
[02:01.727]All countries vote on how long we live and how long we die
[02:06.878]Five hands raised against rather walk the coals of hell ass clench
[02:10.556]Convinced, convinced it all makes sense
[02:18.719]The sun of atom bomb earth built demise and defense
[02:23.092]Built walls of destruction, go to war with innocence
[02:26.068]Convinced
[02:31.245]Look out the window, see me again, hey old friendies
[02:34.394]Time's been like light, hold tight
[02:38.180]So many sacrifice they right to be
[02:41.281]You still in the mix kid
[02:44.507]Think quick kid
[02:46.634]You know what woes did to men and [?]
[02:50.713]9-1-1 trying to get help on the telephone
[02:54.784]Internet clone home
[03:19.162]Wallpaper view, we envision a safe space when we could all feel new
[03:23.648]Re-invent ourselves, time too, time too
[03:32.646]Manufacture fear, smoke screen hiding what we had to do to survive
[03:36.969]In order to survive, to survive
[03:45.070]We all had to do this
[03:49.115]Highly unusual parishes at our own funeral
[03:52.169]Advertisers said **** his grave and death supplier
[03:56.158]America piss and shit itself no diaper
[03:59.008]Obituaries of death don't need no writer
[04:02.486]They drop an atomic bomb on our memories
[04:05.471]We don't remember what it means to ever be free
[04:08.632]Whip and nae-nae ourselves away from our dreams
[04:11.555]Away from our dreams, away from our dreams
[04:18.185]The internet cloned home, algorithm bloodstream
[04:22.153]We all had dreams, we all had dreams to get to the cream
[04:27.109]Paycheck to paycheck
[04:28.205]We all had schemes
[04:30.408]Get rich or die trying
[04:34.714]We all ended up dead, soul flying back [?]
[04:38.260]Looking for reason, looking for reason
[04:41.072]Convinced, convinced it all makes sense
[04:59.288]Now we all alone away from our dreams
[05:03.575]Away from our dreams
[05:06.529]Away from our dreams
[06:07.798](In the way of our dreams...)