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Round Up
Round up
How come I feel like I'm being constantly ground up?
Broke down and then rebuilding from the ground up
but if you look to my face it holds no frown-up
and down is the cycle that I've found.
Walkin in circles then I turn my mind round
Head up to the sky- but my feet still firmly on the ground.
And now I'm heading underground
Escapin the hot hand of the Sun
in this new land that is run
supposedly indivisible under one
God
As long as he grants the right to a gun
Because the truth is: your "God" has been blood since year one
and when the blood flows you know your God's deeds are done,
and when the blood flows it's because religion and ignorance and hatred are one.
And I can see you smilin'
like a Cheshire feline an'
I dont think
That I can trust that grin this time
So I'll go on alone - relatively sublime
solitary but safe
in my own mind.
Don't wanna go too fast forward
but I can't find a pause or rewind
So I'll try and find more words
To attempt to ease my mind
But I'm stuttering now
and my engine's sputtering out
but I need to hold on, I need to stay devout
to this religion of words- that helps to get it all out
And helps to paint in great detail
the shit that drips from their snouts
Cos there's gotta be some picture of truth
In this world that's without
It makes me sick to my stomach
that there are so few painters left
This world without truth has become a world about theft
We gave them the keys
and they took care of the rest.
Their savagery was lavishly
displayed upon tapestry
Painted up beautifully
and then hung up dutifully
and I think it's a travesty
but we're forced to bow for our majesty
face to the ground
and then thrown away haplessly.
See it all seems like bad math to me
that the masses just add up to less than thee
You'll never know what peace is
When the truth is in the faces
of the people you smashed to pieces
and no matter how hard you beat us
we will never release this.
You can paint your walls in blood,
but we will hide in the creases.
We will never cease,
We will never desist.
We will always stand,
We will always resist
How come I feel like I'm being constantly ground up?
Broke down and then rebuilding from the ground up
but if you look to my face it holds no frown-up
and down is the cycle that I've found.
Walkin in circles then I turn my mind round
Head up to the sky- but my feet still firmly on the ground.
And now I'm heading underground
Escapin the hot hand of the Sun
in this new land that is run
supposedly indivisible under one
God
As long as he grants the right to a gun
Because the truth is: your "God" has been blood since year one
and when the blood flows you know your God's deeds are done,
and when the blood flows it's because religion and ignorance and hatred are one.
And I can see you smilin'
like a Cheshire feline an'
I dont think
That I can trust that grin this time
So I'll go on alone - relatively sublime
solitary but safe
in my own mind.
Don't wanna go too fast forward
but I can't find a pause or rewind
So I'll try and find more words
To attempt to ease my mind
But I'm stuttering now
and my engine's sputtering out
but I need to hold on, I need to stay devout
to this religion of words- that helps to get it all out
And helps to paint in great detail
the shit that drips from their snouts
Cos there's gotta be some picture of truth
In this world that's without
It makes me sick to my stomach
that there are so few painters left
This world without truth has become a world about theft
We gave them the keys
and they took care of the rest.
Their savagery was lavishly
displayed upon tapestry
Painted up beautifully
and then hung up dutifully
and I think it's a travesty
but we're forced to bow for our majesty
face to the ground
and then thrown away haplessly.
See it all seems like bad math to me
that the masses just add up to less than thee
You'll never know what peace is
When the truth is in the faces
of the people you smashed to pieces
and no matter how hard you beat us
we will never release this.
You can paint your walls in blood,
but we will hide in the creases.
We will never cease,
We will never desist.
We will always stand,
We will always resist
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