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the end is near - greenfield lyrics

[intro]
one often wonders, and questions, and posits
the nature of god, of life, of existence
yet i don’t have the answers, and… yeah, i dunno
severed, just hit the f*cking beat, please

[verse 1 * greenfield]
speak up, child, there’s no need to be afraid
we’ve come to the end of days, it’s all downhill from here
that’s what the soothsayers say, the avalanche began
with the dragonfly’s wings and the cavalry’s collapse
they told us we wouldn’t survive
you held a buddha statue with a cough and soot in your eyes
you didn’t fuss, you complied
you didn’t l!ck your wounds, you simply owned them
reverted back to the ancient ways of toting totems
cuz our god’s dead, exhausted
he fell into the mosh pit
during the show, he didn’t even look conscious
his creation took over the stage with noxious fumes
the energy was all*consuming
and so he let go, and slipped into the abyss
for a long time, it seemed nothing was amiss
we proceeded so casually, caught up in our business
my regrets are in the double digits
cycles and cycles of anger, pop off like a rifle
we went through sh*t, this is karma being stifled
this is fate being strangled, this is truth being mangled
now we’re attached to one another with an iron at the ankle
[verse 2 * stoic da poet]
it’s the end of the world as we know it
i’m hoping, to make the present last a little bit longer and slow it
show all of y’all people in the end we all equal
the way we lay on the day we die be lookin peaceful
there ain’t no sequence where we break from believin’
you best buckle your belts because we packing our bags and leaving
ain’t no reprieving, punishment is upon us
i promise this to the pompous that you gon’ get what is coming
and to the conscious, just keep on keeping on being honest
being as hard as an onyx and as fly as a comet
i know we ain’t flawless and some of y’all want to see us abolished
whatever perspective you taking take solace
in the fact that the map has a place for the abstract
it’s up to you to decide what is whack
for the earth is like a piece of clay to be moulded
the globe keeps on spinning you have control of moment
so sculpt it into the beautiful thing that you’ve chosen
this ain’t a chore it’s your onus, and be sure that you own it
cause when it’s over, it’ll be forever gone with no closure
that’s why you hear me flowing it’s stoic da poet

- greenfield lyrics

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