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[Cecil Otter]
Well as soon as you got out from the aim of the sniper
You took a rest next to the fangs of a viper
But it’s raining tonight for you
I know you love the rain, I watch you drink it up and strike another flame
And when you came to show your face to the animals, who swore it was intangible to orchestrate a radical
I saw your eyes go from lower case to capital
It’s like you had to pull the rug from underneath yourself to feel alive

DESSA
I took it for a kiss, but it couldn’t have been, could it? / I see now what it is, we were just biting the same bullet / You called it in the air / it landed it on its edge / when the crowd gathers around / you turn tail / I turn heads / Shaving down the puzzle piece / tryna make a clean fit / Take what is lovely / leave before the rain hits / It’s a heartbreaker for starters, as you age not too much changes / practice doesn’t make perfect, just makes the game more dangerous

STEF
Start repo / negative sleep nauseous / barf party for sure / intelligent creep stalking awkward / Flush flustered rush for doors / advance fire-plan / handy with the way out / routes explored / Cover catching up / careful with your care / We don’t go there, naw / We keep locks and keys steadily swallowed / never be followed, none of em dare / Channel up your anger leave it here / kindly disappear / Mind your mannerisms / I can’t be flattered back / The patterns the concern / lessons prolly turned to fact / By now you’d surely drown yourself before you’d help me with this sail / I’m in the wind / crossed fingers for the win / Up to ten til they hammer in the very last nail / Challenging like every last stalemate / Deal with it / No mission ends / Precision lack of friends / Happily recommend nothing to no one, ever

CECIL (Hook)
I know, I know / I know wake up, wake up / But I don’t go there, go there / She knows the way home

[Cecil]
We work the mics and rehearse the lines that life furthers
And curse the vines that you might have heard your rumors from
Like it's me verse a vice or vice versa
Then I returned to the life that Christ nurtured
Come come now
You're feet first in ice water
We're feet first in fire

[Hook A: All]
Uh, generation generators
Uh, spark up the accelerator
Uh, gas pedal, gas pedal
Push it, push it
This is "never settle"

[Verse 1: Mike Mictlan]

Mike Mictlan
I dont fight just to bleed (I wont)
I wear my stripes on my sleeve
And keep my heart where its supposed to be,
I know my enemy,
Only let my friends close to me,
Cleared my head, awoke myself from your broken dream,

Both:
Just another story of the sea, see?
Trying hard to drown on dry land.
That way, they say, is easy,
But when day breaks, awake on the sand.

Dessa:
Like a fish out of water thats pumping music through her gills

CECIL (Hook)
Now the candle’s in the window and it’s open / We watch the flames duke it out with every gust and we’re hoping / no, it must just burn to the bottom of the wick / It’s the bottom of the 5th and that shit is still burning / We’re still turning every table when it’s needed / Not laying there defeated, no / We draw our bows back repeatedly / Then off with the arrows, and the Gods and the Pharaohs / From the bottom of our hearts we’re from the bottom of the barrel / Now, peril knows no bounds / terror won’t slow down / but there’s a whole low down of beauty to be shown now / We broke ground / and broke our backs stacking bricks / We never broke our promises; you’ll never know just half of it / We’re adamant on building every wall and stair sturdy / and when our work is done, then we’ll call our shares worthy / In this land of milk and honey, we’re too shy to say we’re thirsty / We just make a little money and we… / we buy a little mercy

CHANNY (Hook)
No more / my lord / No more / my lord / Lord I’ll never / turn back / no more / my lord

CECIL (Hook)

Sims:
Barrel full of powder ship full of tea/
Closer by the hour bringing sick to the seas/
Bellies full of barter thick with the thieve/
Once they hit the harbor its a wick on the breeze/
There goes another one right out from under em/
Different sea shore same thirty stores/
There goes another one right out from under em/

STEF
When’s go? / I’ve been sittin here / I been plotting on the world / waiting for the right right now / Waiting for the minute when I can get all the way in it and make mine now / Flip that low life round / strip that crown / take down heads trying to wear that dead / Yeah, let me kill that / I hit it running, ain’t nothing catching me, that’s that / Matchless / Match to the mattress / restless / dreaming / I never believe what I’m seeing / Own world / Own yours / Phone home, own up, get unstuck reeling / Sights high, eye-line low / I might crow (bangarang) / Let it go / But I’ve been sitting here / I’ve been watching / Come close caution / Cut throat, get a rope, lost em... / As if you had him in the first place / I’ve been a rat but I ain’t never seen a cage in the worst way / I crave days where the work’s play / but I can’t seem to satiate, or get away, or get it straight, or get okay with okay / No way / Let me demonstrate / Other shit, own way, loving it all day / Coming with the content / Coming with the nonstop

SIMS
Coiled in the grass blades make blood boil / Sling snake oil singing these are the last days / These are the things that will ease your pain / These are the keys to the pearly gates / Trade your wage and he’ll learn your name / Earn your place, all it takes / They set the stakes with loaded dice / shout on high that the end is nigh, but I don’t mind / I don’t deal in fear, I’m so right here / so right now, they got no idea / They over-blow the slope then throw the folk a rope to cope control the soul like dope / They’re comatose in warming glow, froth and foam / I can feel the storm forming though / Fate and time is all a made-up line / It’s all a made-up line, it’s all a state of mind

BEAK (Hook)
And the roof caved in and the porch lights froze / And the woods lay thin and the torch light grows / You may find yourself in a corpse-like pose as you go / And the tombs spread out and the birch still grows / And the fumes head south and the earth will slow / You may find yourself on a search for gold as you go

Sims:
I'm in your garden now,
I picked them flowers out,
I went too far right now,
I meant we bottomed out,
You dig for higher ground,
You hit the fire now,
No time for stopping tore the wires out.