Lyrics Burial Grounds - BstMstR

You can join the club but you're born into a tribe
Don't even try to get a word in edgewise
Up scaled ignorance. Brutal experience
Tripped up, fed up with everybody's incompetence
Standing on the shoulders of giants
Why you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route

Surprise, surprise. Look who's arrived
Its Master Beaster, lyricist in disguise
I'm just a ninja viking, hiding in plain sight
Graphic design and kicking rhymes on the mic
Music is life and we love to unite
And get all nostalgic over how we've been ostracized
Walk down memory lane with a pocket knife
You never lived unless you've been in a bar fight
Purpose, design, meaning and significance
Tied to essentially uncertain events
The more I persist, the more you resist
Cuz the boll weevil's here to infest, not coexist
Feeding off of resources, spreading poison
Simultaneously like a pseudo-scorpion
My creative devil's gonna get me in trouble
Too near the knuckle for the Norman Rockwell couple

You can join the club but you're born into a tribe
Don't even try to get a word in edgewise
Up scaled ignorance. Brutal experience
Tripped up, fed up with everybody's incompetence
Standing on the shoulders of giants
Why you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route

Sometimes you gotta fight to survive
Show the science of zietgiest a sign of defiance
But I don't even take my own advice
So don't do anything that I wouldn't do twice
Life's a beach party, whether or not you like it
Unrequited. Feels like I wasn't even invited
There I am, stoking one too many bonfires
Til my barbeque becomes a full-blown riot
Shit breaks out into an all-out gang war
Definitely not what the kid signed up for
It's the age of the disappearing intellectuals
Instant assholes, just add alcohol
Starving artist drawing comets on the cave wall
All my friends are dead or gone AWOL
Chasing a waterfall. Breaking the fourth wall
Surprising y'all, jumping out of a babushka doll

You can join the club but you're born into a tribe
Don't even try to get a word in edgewise
Up scaled ignorance. Brutal experience
Tripped up, fed up with everybody's incompetence
Standing on the shoulders of giants
Why you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route

Am I the only one fuming at fakes
A lot of restraint to keep from putting them in their place
Am I the only one feeling fatigued
Giving everything I got, just to get what I need
Personally, I'd like a little honesty
Not this bullshit the media's feeding me
Honestly, I prefer the ocean
It helps my traumatized mind with coping
No joking. Feels like my life's a comedy
You can laugh with me or you can laugh at me
It's funny. Twist your tilted mentality
See a beast on the loose when I'm running free
Always getting raked over the coals
I got a rift in my soul impossible to console
Feels like I'm confined in a snow globe
Time flies by. Wanna end on a high note

You can join the club but you're born into a tribe
Don't even try to get a word in edgewise
Up scaled ignorance. Brutal experience
Tripped up, fed up with everybody's incompetence
Standing on the shoulders of giants
Why you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route

You can join the club but you're born into a tribe
Don't even try to get a word in edgewise
Up scaled ignorance. Brutal experience
Tripped up, fed up with everybody's incompetence
Standing on the shoulders of giants
Why you rather die than evolve, man, you won't even try it
Nothing that ever mattered, matters now anyhow
Wary of burial grounds when you're on the route