paroles de chanson Id, Ego, Super Ego (Zomboid Embroidery) - Jestamang

Driving down the highway
At the break of day

I spot 3 figures
Moving a foot
In a field of stray

It was still the dark side of dawn
So hard to tell
Something funny about them
They didn't seem okay

I stop the truck
Get my gun off the rack
Put my heels on that hard paved road
And shout hey

Well just then
The rising sun
Cracks the eastern ridge
And floods the plain

The 3 freeze a sec
In the instant light
Focusing straight my way

Like a camera click
My ocular nerves pick up these guys
Are me

Younger versions no doubt
But identical
And exactly
Yours truly

Me
Me
Me
Me
Me
Me

Whatcha looking at old man they laugh
And launch into a run
Toward me and my truck

At the waning moment
I jump back in
And hightail it off

Feeling dumb
I didn't shoot the fucks

It's a clone encrusted
Freak infested
Clown show on earth

All you can do
Is live by your you

Stay 30 grit
Don't get yourself bit
And keep on sifting
The dirt

I get back home
To my house on the hill
Fuzzy and feeling used

My wife Ann asks
Where you been all night?

Fucking girls
Fucking boys
You satisfied?

Seriously Bill
Have you been
Back at that cave
Stritching around for old bones
To keep yourself young?

Yes I was

Didn't last week
You cut yourself bad there
And drop blood in the dust?

I admitted I did

Well that wasn't good
I told you that
100 times

A call comes in on her cell
Ann answered
As I took a swell of beer

She gets off and says
That was Joan
There's been a kill
At Funnel Creek

Where it goes into the river
I think it's the Browns
You want to go check?
Yeah let's go I said

It's a clone encrusted
Freak infested
Shit show of a world

All you can do is
Live your best you

Stay thirty grit
Don't get yourself bit
And keep on sifting
The dirt

We get there
And sure enough
There's been a slaughter

The Brown parents dead
And their 2 daughters
Bad shit

Don't want to get into it
Except some people present claim
They saw me coming and going
To and from the Browns
In broad daylight
Along the road

You did this Bill
No it wasn't me
Yes it was

They put me under arrest
And now I'm in jail without bail
My clones did this to me

My wife comes and visits me
Once a month
Says with binoculars
Good ones

On the far side of the canyon
She scopes the cave
And sees 1's, 2's and 3's
Of me
Slipping out

Bivouacking down rocks
Perfectly free

Will they all be criminals?
Maybe
Maybe some will get a PHD

Not mutually exclusive
1st, 2nd or 3rd degree

It's a clone encrusted
Freak infested
Shit show of a world

All you can do is
Live your best true
Stay thirty grit

(Spongebob)

Don't get yourself bit
And keep on sifting
The dirt