Without Words (Often a Cause) [feat. Shishiymoo]

Each one of us are what you might call symptoms
Of the state of the universe as a whole

But you see
That is not part of our common sense

This sets up a fundamental sensation of hostility
And estrangement

Tell you

FJ
Jim
FJ

Sides of the same coin right?
So he's forgotten where his line is

Born from the corpse
Arson in my blood, I know I'm often a cause
Born from the corpse
Born from the corpse, like the orphan of Kos

'come tell you
'come tell you

I'll come tell you
I'll come find the words
I'll come tell you
I'll come find the words

Looking out the window, find me looking in
Looking out the prism see my colours swim
Listen for the bell, when trying to kill a king
Ring it for the hells, let my demons sing

'come tell you
'come tell you

I'll come find the words

Layers laid up, pay up; pay up a fine
Pay up, know that my prayers won't suffice

And only now
After a long time
I know where the line is
Because only we let our demons out, motherfucker

I'm off a daze
I'm off the shackles I'm going unchained
Orphan of Kos, know I'm often a cause
Arson in veins can't be moving unarmed

War, mink and cold Decembers
Leaving out where I wrote these letters
See the line in my colours; my polished Adidas
My feet up, proceeding to heat up
Jump out the curtain, no running from hearses

I've found the words in the ashes and dirt
Pot in the kettle, I'm burning the curse
Cat in the hat, but the pussy for sale
Pedigreed genes, can't be caught in the purses

One with my demons, I'm taming the same
None in the chamber, the manger remains
Church in the wild for the priest of the purge
Can't catch a breather, I'm going insane

Bleed and kill the kin
Done believing it
No one leaving this
Massacre the blitz
Time to teach the bitches, we're the dogs in this
No unsealing life, see you've been leasing this

Leader of the new generation
I could leave a life but you could violate it
I could free the line but, you here, try to lace it
I could sheath the knife, but bitches need the blade in

I don't need the saving
I don't need the taking
Serve the people peeking out the blinds
A place to feed, no paper needs
A place to sleep, a face to keep
Some therapy; the basic needs

Two pair of keys, to set them free
No mind for sheep, expensive treats
Don't question me, don't trust the beef
Coincidence? Now, cut the scheme
Too many times, for me to believe

Now actually, it is absolutely absurd to say we came into this world
We didn't
We came out of it