paroles de chanson _ _ _ End. - Jgivens

More humble than a mumble (hear)
The tortoise and the rapunzel conundrum, these hares racing
Their hairs racing (fear), cause flare set fire to their jungle (tear)
The choir stand crumbles (shear), the fireman tumbles (uh-oh)
Down a ladder, its mad like the hatter
The four corners of the globe gather
Trumpets blow, soul shattered toe-taggers don't matter (no)
Ignited rain drops patter (uh), pitter (woah)
It all falls like November (fore), timber (fore)
Tears when you remember, if you still hear
That they told you of the wrath, they would drink in the future
Like Bender on a track about Mashiach 'bout to come back
With a tatt on a black scratch that, whitestack
In his work, running back, insert thunderclaps (boom)
(Boom, uh)

Your blessed if you listen, the equestrians ending this
War with the vengeance, why war with the winners?
You know that high score was made for his initials like
(G.O.D. end)

Polaroid this, you sitting in a field and one of your boys split
Didn't think it was real but one of your boys did
Could've avoided, remember choices
And voices of demons you toyed with
Picture this like a Nikon, triple six on a right arm
The sky spits hot fire like 5 Dylan's
Your writings on the wall like the krylon
No friends at home to rely on, your in the end zone like the pylon
Rebellion, espionage, your doom spelt
Machete mobs questioning God, the moon melts
Blood pours from the lunar and had you known sooner
(Sooner, sooner, sooner, uh)