epiphanatic - entropy lyrics
[intro]
enter into entropy
the end of all we know
remember
we’re not welcome here
if dead from head to toe
[verse one]
so i breathe in
breathe out
weak thin
t–th out
sink both rows
from the foam
freak mouth
both hands on the back
of a bold beat down
won’t hold it all up
if the luck goes south
i wake up, wake up
walk away
from wonderment
to disbelief
is it just his hobby?
or a p-ssion
made for his relief?
trial; by design
i combine, to complete
i could find what i’m made of
paid in deceit
[chorus]
enter into entropy
the end of all we know
remember
we’re not welcome here
if dead from head to toe
so, resurrect the pleasure
with a treasure chest of gold
no fabricated measurement
could stand the test of cold
[verse two]
value would be monitored
by monetary funds
the arbitrary artist
and compartment
of his tongue
its hard to be a father
when you’ve only been a son
yeah, its difficult to raise a child
if there’s more that one
but i take that time, right
’til i’m in the limelight
love is all i got to give
dont have a f-ckin’ dime
like, i remember callin’ daddy
beggin’ him for domino’s
and ramen noodle packages
when poverty was common, yo
ask me where the comma goes
i always come up second
yo, ’cause first things hurt;
then a force to become reckoned
i could beckon, i could beg
for this day to never end
but, that would be a foolish endeavor
i’m cool with bein’ friends
[chorus]
enter into entropy
the end of all we know
remember
we’re not welcome here
if dead from head to toe
so, resurrect the pleasure
with a treasure chest of gold
no fabricated measurement
could stand the test of cold
{bridge]
so i lay down, lay down
cry myself to sleep
’cause my tired eyes are open
i been wired for a week
i’ve been runnin’ through
like every thought
that’s on my mind
and fear?
my only true companion
guess he’ll take it up, from here
[chorus]
enter into entropy
the end of all we know
remember
we’re not welcome here
if dead from head to toe
so, resurrect the pleasure
with a treasure chest of gold
no fabricated measurement
could stand the test of cold
[verse three]
i could make it up
but honesty itself
is an illusion
i confuse the two
for progress
it’s a problem
i abuse it
i could use a little pick-me-up
sickness; got me clouded
help me rise above it
’cause you loved me
when they doubted
did you know, i had my demons?
that i seem to carry baggage?
that i back away from positives
and rot away with maggots?
mom, i got away with murder
when the motive, was in question
on a quest, to be the best at this
im loaded, no suppression
[chorus]
enter into entropy
the end of all we know
remember
we’re not welcome here
if dead from head to toe
so, resurrect the pleasure
with a treasure chest of gold
no fabricated measurement
could stand the test of cold
[outro]
i’m so cold
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