paroles de chanson 1,000 Deaths - Aesop Rock
Yo,
I
saw
the
rod-eye
cross
inverted
circling
above
my
turret
Slither
spiraling
banister
down
a
hide
My
ruby
glass
glazed
specs
staple
to
trade
the
market
thieves
Where
vendors
count
the
stolen
citrus
out
they
pyramids
Merry
without
a
slapstick
mavericks
plugged
directly
to
3rd
rail
surges
Piss
on
electric
mayhem
through
city
commuter
circuits
Oooh
child,
raised
as
oddity,
son
of
a
circus
side
show
freak
Pertinent
to
the
slide
show,
the
winos
leak
but
I
won't
speak
Infected
projection
hung
thicken
the
air
Pungent
is
burning
plastics
upon
whiffing
the
nasal
cringes
Pucker
another
60-second
lapse
while
60
stars
collapse
the
suckers
And
I'm
reborn
every
time
the
wine
metamorphs
back
to
water,
my
god
Sweet
Christ
crucify
me
with
railroad
spikes
Use
my
skull
to
bash
them
all
in,
gather
sit
and
grin,
weave
All
failed,
the
most
serene
communication's
pageant
Where
sitting
with
a
stranger
and
living
awards
the
badges
I
spell
Merit
with
my
name
stitched
on
my
heritage
Incinerate
arrogant
simpletons
to
feed
my
cherished
wind
Buried
in
leagues
a
please,
thank
you,
pardon,
excuse
me
Your
welcome,
may
I?
ohh,
I'd
like
to
nod
but
no
you
may
not
Let's
take
a
deep
breath,
naw
let's
take
a
breath
Naw
let's
take,
naw
let's
aaah
shit,
well
I
guess
that
about
says
it
Maybe
I'll
craft
the
sycamore
canoe
and
paddle
upstream
Where
the
luck
seems
to
reflect
precious
lovely
interventions
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
you
and
yours
For
kicking
your
fantasies
overboard
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
them
and
theirs
For
breaking
down
their
ropes,
ladders
and
stairs
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
You
ever
died
a
thousand
deaths?
I
have
And
in
the
morrow
stood
a
thousand
steps
from
where
my
nervous
laughter
made
abode
at
Nomad,
I
roam
in
a
social
coma
Jonesin'
for
home
alone
days
to
sink
how
my
poems
I
Dig
in
the
dirt
I
bring
up
the
earth
like
pulley
systems
Thereby
painting
the
perfect
metaphor
for
hung
juries
Strung
along
a
song
of
spawning
thorns
of
fury
Numb
the
anti-add-alarm
before
he
recognized
this
worries
me
Carpet
bomber
spearheading
fink-eye
beretta
Walk
my
line,
now
what?
Now
strut
that
little
poison
combine
Y'all
call
natural,
in
honesty
promise
me
twenty
thousand
salami
links
And
dive
and
finding
my
thriving
ivy
leaves
climbing
up
the
pit
wall
Lack
of
most
lords
aboard,
heroes
unsung
heroes
unbrung
rewards
Yo
if
I
flutter
in
a
trouble
clutch
then
I
dance
fancy
forward
Like
park
children
double
dutching
ropes
in
burning
city
summers
My
wing
span
can
and
will
employ
full
expansion
Unfolding
while
lamping
at
home
with
my
hands
panning
for
gold
Told
them
the
roof
was
on
fire,
when
that
structure
burned
to
ashes
All
y'all
saw
was
Aesop
Rock
holding
an
empty
book
of
matches
Maybe
I'll
sit
until
the
spilling
motors
clear
Maybe
I'll
sit
and
stroke
my
billie
goat
beard
And
rethink
the
time
angels
appear,
maybe
I
won't
Bundled
in
my
humble
little
plummet
Numb
enough
to
die
those
thousand
deaths
under
the
sun
it
makes
me
sick
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
you
and
yours
For
kicking
your
fantasies
overboard
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
them
and
theirs
For
breaking
down
their
ropes,
ladders
and
stairs
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
you
and
yours
For
kicking
your
fantasies
overboard
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
I
have
died
a
thousand
deaths,
and
I
apologize
for
them
and
theirs
For
breaking
down
their
ropes,
ladders
and
stairs
I
mean
I'm
only
one
servant,
makin
one
hell
of
a
diversion
And
if
the
masses
have
agreed
to
split
the
sea
then
let
it
bleed
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