Marooned

I'm the type to share a foxhole with a fox
Aim my next shot over the top
While wearing a ox skull
It's adorned with runes and glyphs
Attuned to his lordships drift
My fortune is afforded when
I move Toward shores
Adored by foreign civs
See marooned is where I like to live
The guy speaks in white lies and fibs
You might like it if you're the right kind of kid
Childish
I'm going spearfishing off that island
Picking off wildeye and every shark that's violent
Pierce the Panzerhaut my words spammin' out
Left me with a damaged mouth
Chewing powdered crowns
Rulers bowing down
Power invented then perfected and fermented
Like sauerkraut
Got a six pack under the beer belly
I'm weird and I find your fear smelly
It's that stink of people scared to live without a sink
Or church belfry, unhealthy
Yes I'd like to dwell in hell, please
No really, please

See marooned is where I like to live
Yeah marooned is where I LIKE to live
Marooned is where I like to live
Marooned, where I like to live

Ring the alarm it's time to yawn
And calmly progress
In not impressed but I digress
Take your leave and leave me
Beneath these leaves on the palm
Smacked up got black stuff under my nails
I whacked 'em, either joined two boards
Or cracked 'em, without fail
This my fort, like rust
What I swigged from the bottom of the pale
Every cruise I take is Crusoe themed
And I castaway all my loose moral dreams
To be the god of fire on an abandoned beach
I'm in the fields Bivouacked
Watching the civilized get trapped
In a biovac chamber led in through a maze or a trance
I couldn't stop the advance
I'm sorry, in the past

See marooned is where I like to live
Yeah marooned is where I LIKE to live
Marooned is where I like to live
Marooned, where I like to live



Credits
Writer(s): Braden Ottero
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