I'm feeling kinda helpless now I'm in a box looking out at shifting grounds Interpreting new sounds My eyes were sharp and then I found out This shits way to profound for me sober I've been searching for some other Right beside myself Like you don't Provide the help The clarity for me to see The lies and deceit that they try to pull over we
Still my people they suffering Yea my people stay suffering And in the streets there is mumbling I feel ya narrative crumbling
May KALI's fire bun ya down Rid this land free of rotten crown I'm ready to make a new sound Can't contribute to the lies In this fickle paradise
These days you gain truths And lose followers And trust me these blessings are working just how they should And as things try to disguise themselves Like false truths let them go Like fake news you must move through Reflect the highest you Don't allow yourself to be consumed By the fear these man adhere to We were put here as equal This is our time no sequel
Still my people stay suffering Yea my people they suffering And In the streets there is mumbling I feel ya narrative crumbling
May KALI's fire bun ya down Rid this land free of rotten crown I'm ready to make a new sound Can't contribute to the lies In this fickle paradise
May KALI 's fire bun ya down Rid this land free of rotten crown I'm ready to make a new sound Can't contribute to the lies In this fickle paradise
Fuck a fickle paradise x2 Fuck this fickle paradise Such a fickle paradise Fuck this fickle paradise Can't contribute to the lies Can't contribute to the lies
Fuck this fickle paradise Such a fickle paradise Fuck this fickle paradise Can't contribute to the lies Fuck this fickle paradise Such a fickle paradise Fuck this fickle paradiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
