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Off Time
01:34
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I’ve never been a part of nothing for as long as I’ve lived
Ducked out of lime-lit celebrations even as a fucking kid
There was just no mold, no template
In which I felt I could ever fit
I’m on the outer looking in
Along the margins is where I’d rather fucking sit
Must be free from too many selfish demands
Got my expectations, goals and plans
Give me what I’ve worked for
Or get the fuck off my back
Gotta stay outside of this race of rats
High stakes, second outtakes, two-faced fakes
I just can’t deal with this shit
Felt but hardly touched
I can’t say that I really give a fuck
About my label to represent
Never did shit for points, scores, whores or god
Can’t ever fall from grace when you ain’t got none
Living for nothing specific in mind
Just wanna make the best of things while I’m off-time
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Forged
02:31
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Peace, love and romance have nothing to do with shit
When a life under constant threat is inherent
And no relief is apparent
And one will know that this is the case
When dreams, plans and ideals have eroded in grace
Stuck in one place, hopes laid to waste
Discover the loopholes in linear paths
Dart pass wrath in contrast
With the free flow of intricate taps
Given to the abstract, confines in subtract
Old self in dissolve, it’s never coming back
A solitary war, a warrior has been forged
A seer has only to cherish the death they revere
For some of us, the far, the few and in between
There’s no place in faith but for better or worse
There is the momentum of freedom
A warriors work has coerced
A solitary war, a warriors been forged
Given to the abstract, confines subtract
Old self in dissolve, the old self is dead
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3. |
Victims of Tradition
01:55
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(song and lyrics by Disrupt)
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