Lyrics

For generations Mankind has generated Reneged And re-gene-erated genes Within the same regions We are regenerations Afraid to generate anew Resume Amazing The dead steady raising Keep appreciating stop appraising Old ideas getting phased in Happy for the day's end Now the light seems scary Everybody stays in Everybody praising worshipping the killers And think that you the devil when you show them you a healer Yet they claim to be a realist or the realest Won't get near us They think we taking death away But we are only givers ""Give us harsh criticisms cuz the decent ones the weakling ones"" Your confusing weakness for strength and you're the ""thinking ones"" Blank stare They yell life's not fair, but say that death is All while acting like they really know, like a yes is Bless his, heart Is it art imitating life or life imitating art Is it intimidating from the start or do you just start intimidating So what you really see is your own energy emanating I'm just ruminating I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head Life's about respect But we respect the dead What The living gets tricked We treat the living dead I mean we be saying like Rest In Peace But ain't no blessing me Unless I'm beyond what can be blessed What a mess, yes indeed Unless I'm the sick mess (achoo) Then it's God bless you, thank you It's like the only way to get some love Is to perceive the painful Level confusion again Now the pain is pleasure, pleasure's pain No wonder I can't get no peace Because my thesis makes it all the same And so we blame blame blame blame mane And maintain maintain mane And don't forget we guilt we guilt we shame mane Now the dead is all among us Growing like fungus The solution is to love the living What a conundrum I'm not saying to hate the dead Just do life instead You are what you do Are you making a living or making a dead And how do you feel when you doing it It's like you that you scared that you'll ruin it But listening to me clearly Being scared is what ruins it I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head I can spot em It's the walking dead Stuck in wonderland He's off with his head
Writer(s): Jelani Clay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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