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ephelant & time - letter to a hostage lyrics

this is a letter to a hostage, reality he’s lost it
what’s the price for addiction, your life it will cost it
one more shot, one more hit, one more spliff
one more drag, one more sip, then i’ll quit
multiple interventions, but you ain’t listening
you stop for a day but for a taste you’re wishing it
i’ll get out of this, that’s the logic of a kidnapper isn’t it?
is no more pointy needles in your veins the point or am i missing it?
you could see his track record from his track marks
the finish line will be police tape, toe tagged in the dark
junk in the veins, the brains the same
withdrawals make him a wild boy like johnny the beast you can’t tame
madness erased if he could get another taste
his skin tears like lace, sanity replaced
i wrote this cause i didn’t want to see you and fight
just know i got love for you, i hope you hear this and see the light

[hook: giuseppe]
no duct tape, got a rubber hose holding me in place
throw your rope away, spoons dig my hole deeper but i can’t escape
locked in a room with no light but there’s a smile on my face
[verse 2: time]
dear hostage, i know you’re feeling boxed in
your house looks like a train wreck you drink from the faucet
your ceiling turns to swords, your walls start to hug
not to mention there’s a bed of nails under your rug
there’s a horse in your brain, galloping through your cortex
begging you for more even when you sleep, you can’t ignore it
huxley, perceptions, can he open up the doors yet? –
that cigarettes a hyundai but that needle feel like a corvette –
fish don’t know they’re in water cuz that’s their habitat
so maybe you don’t even you’re an addict with a habit yet
are you wearing a belt or is that a turnaquet?
your one day sober badge, you better burn it kid
there ain’t no requium for a dream it’s a nightmare
this is addiction and real life don’t fight fare
you’re talking bout that ya=hay, you want that final fix
well you just bought some cheap junk, maybe this is it

[verse 3: time]
dear hostage, i hope you stay positive
get that poison out your veins, you’re a gift with lots to give
but i know you’ll never do detox like dr. dre
that’s why i’m blowing up your phone and leaving messages all day
sober is a friend he knows nothing about
except that she exists only as a word that leaks from his mouth
maybe i’m addicted to trying to stop your addiction
maybe we both want drama, that’s our common prescription
sometimes the hostage is the kidnapper and the victim
as well as the homicide, accomplice and witness
your mom’s been calling me asking me why you ain’t been home
but it’s kind of hard to explain to her stockholm syndrome
if i told you his was dead i’d just be lying
cuz i saw him downtown yesterday holding a cardboard sign
don’t serve the time, let the time serve you
you deserve yourself, the world deserves you

- ephelant time lyrics

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