Songtexte Distant Vantage Point - Voltaire Slapadelic

Out in outer space on
Some unnamed planet
Pupils all wide
And my thoughts unmanaged
Never know what time
Or even day it is
God damn it
Beat stays jamming
While my lungs take damage
Watch the bag do magic tricks
Like poof it up and vanished
Lyrics come at random
Hardly ever plan them
Write them and recite them
Whether not you understand them
With my beats I'm lighting fires
With my words I gas and fan them
Awful controversial
Often causing tantrums
Always causing hurt to
Politicians and their fandoms
Don't stand for the anthem
Won't Stan those in mansions
Ten thousand in the street
With the signs and the chanting
Defund we demand it but
Do we see answers
No we see on their knees
The police chief pander
Stupid to try to reform
And revamp them
They need to be cancelled
Completely dismantled

Flying through the clouds
Past the stars and the moon
Spend this dark afternoon
Making marvelous tunes
Take you to places
Uncharted and new
Doing more than you
Possibly thought I could do

Flying through the clouds
Past the stars and the moon
Spend this dark afternoon
Making marvelous tunes
Take you to places
Uncharted and new
Doing more than you
Possibly thought I could do

Got a bag of what no telling
I just come prepared a lot
Starting to feel bothered let's
Seek out a better spot
Think I'm hearing cops
This place getting hella hot
Of course I'm ok to drive
Right now
Don't give it an extra thought
Giving it all that I have
Up on the freeway
Hauling my ass
Turning a sizeable stash
To nothing but dust that
Gets stuck to the bag
Never did leave but I'm back
Found the old me the trash I
Said what I need and made with
The peace
Now there is nothing left keeping
Me back
I don't even know what
My plan is
Looking from way high up in my vantage
A test of my faith
But I have none
More like a test of my
Patience and passion
Seeing me out of the house
With my mask on
Most of the time you won't see me
I'm at home
Getting high to my beats till
My lines are so deep they
Get measured in leagues
And in fathoms
Losing my grip on reality now
As I'm feeling the colors
And seeing the sounds
Don't know if I'm up
Or only less down
Closest to sober
I get is strung out
Life of the party
Death of the author
The words are important
The retcon is also
Expressing my speech
Till I'm breathless exhausted
There is no pausing
Proceed with caution

Flying through the clouds
Past the stars and the moon
Spend this dark afternoon
Making marvelous tunes
Take you to places
Uncharted and new
Doing more than you
Possibly thought I could do

Flying through the clouds
Past the stars and the moon
Spend this dark afternoon
Making marvelous tunes
Take you to places
Uncharted and new
Doing more than you
Possibly thought I could do