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Joshua Luke Smith
Joshua Luke Smith
Künstler:in
Reuben Morgan
Reuben Morgan
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joshua Luke Smith
Joshua Luke Smith
Komponist:in
Jacques Miché
Jacques Miché
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Joshua Luke Smith
Joshua Luke Smith
Produzent:in
Litening
Litening
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Lyrics

It’s never enough never enough never enough
I fill the cup just for it to spill to the dust
Sometimes I don’t trust myself
Driven by ambition the mindset is militant
What’s the addiction what’s the affliction
Every saint has a sin that they’ve hidden
I rid my self of restriction
Money, sex and religion
I am the guilty I am the victim I am the witness
I wear my weakness as a privilege
Speak into the chaos like the prophet Amos
Mix the cadence of a sage with the illest on the page
They mamed us and played us
Coz we denied the dangers
Of an age that’s has us vacant
Like elvis playing in Vegas
Pour some liquor on the pavement for my friends who didn’t make it
Ain’t no escaping the pain of the prayer that never changed it
Vices are vacant vipers
I’ve been enslaved to the payments
What’s a lion inside cages
What’s a mind that never rages?
Let me rest, let me rest,
I'll be sober at my final death
When this vice won't hold me
Let me rest, ego death
Starve myself of what my soul detests,
Every step done slowly
My higher power said to me
Taste death then destiny
You ain't free until you've faced
What you're afraid to be
Trapped in achieving
Still Grasping for meaning
The grass never gets greener
Peering over at people
The envy within our ego
So keep on pushing the needle
Freedom looks like upheaval
When the luxuries are lethal
Love of Money is evil
But won’t treat you like an equal
Says it loves yoh then it leaves you
Exit wounds like Steve segal
Fiending for some healing
Since the day our of deceiving
Adam and Eve were reeling
Took the tree and left thier meaning
The enemy is scheming
The greatest lie we’ve beloved in
Is that we haven’t received
Everything that we need
Let me rest, let me rest,
I'll be sober at my final death
When this vice won't hold me
Let me rest, ego death
Starve myself of what my soul detests,
Every step done slowly
Written by: Jacques Miché, Joshua Luke Smith
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