Текст песни Soul Coupon - Greenfield

I'd like a soul coupon
To exchange for a right into heaven
But I'm agnostic so, whatever I guess
Let's just see what happens

Pogi's got me on the track, so it's my responsibility to bring ya back
Even though I'm not one for traditionalism
I speak for a youth who grew up in a universe that often felt like a prison
Pint of guinness for a cynical mind
It's important to remember the sky
An effort to stay optimistic is nigh impossible
The future's got me lookin' down
We cope with the hope that one day we can fly
Don't wanna get off the ride, adrenaline and fear are worth the dotted line
Or are they?
Cuz everyone wants the parties and the bodies
Everyone wants a legacy, don't know if that's my destiny
I don't believe in god unless he's on my side
He won't call my bluff, so I decide my star sign
I keep my doors open and my ear to the carpet
Listen for a voice to declare me a prophet

Finger to the train tracks
Not always confident I'm on the right line, the bars bite back
Sold my soul, put a price tag, I mark down my art for the masses
Take out the sourness, smell like molasses
Method to the madness
The drug is the cash that comes with the palisades
I'm supposed to play the game like Halliday
Do us independents even have a say?
Finger to the train tracks
Not always confident I'm on the right line, the bars bite back
Sold my soul, put a price tag, I mark down my art for the masses
Take out the sourness, smell like molasses
Method to the madness
The drug is the cash that comes with the palisades
I'm supposed to play the game like Halliday
Do us independents even have a say?

There's a girl I know, we'll call her Anne
She's an oasis in the void, I wanna be her man
When I talk about her name, I trip over my words
I wish I could give her, the flowers she deserves
She's been siftin' through my tapes, wants the physicals at eight
Told her it's limited edition, you can kiss me while ya wait
The distance is the ache in our connection
The train's not an option, so I get to second guessin' myself
The resurrection is felt in all corners of the globe
I kill chinchillas for pelt, I refuse to change my stripes
The leopards out of the bag, to a milli I knelt
Worship the cash that blinds me, it was love at first touch
Jungle lust, it burns much, cuss and churn out
Another hit in her mouth, a drug we blur out
You kept your kids uneducated
Time for my generation to study your mistakes and figure out how we can change 'em

Finger to the train tracks
Not always confident I'm on the right line, the bars bite back
Sold my soul, put a price tag, I mark down my art for the masses
Take out the sourness, smell like molasses
Method to the madness
The drug is the cash that comes with the palisades
I'm supposed to play the game like Halliday
Do us independents even have a say?
Finger to the train tracks
Not always confident I'm on the right line, the bars bite back
Sold my soul, put a price tag, I mark down my art for the masses
Take out the sourness, smell like molasses
Method to the madness
The drug is the cash that comes with the palisades
I'm supposed to play the game like Halliday
Do us independents even have a say?