Lyrics Soundscapes - Fliptrix, Farma G

Soundscapes

My soundscapes reverberate in zones that I’m roamin' in
Echoes stay copious, maybe there’s no controlling 'em
Waves show no apathy, crashing yet I’m condonin' those
And fear for the ones who yet to flee the fallopian
Eternal souls are pure as a spirit 'til incarnation forms
I open it, cracks in the concrete where a lone rose is flourishing
Enlightenment to happiness, love all the way to sufferin'
Emotions are a thing that you’re livin' I’ll take you none of it
Every life’s a curve just certain ones are voluptious
I’m perched on the bridge of insanity like a sittin' duck
Lungs singed and blood spittin' flames never spit a dud
See the snakes live with the vivid, the spliffs I bun
Spent my life splittin' bud
Numb me like killing a citizen in a hit and run
But little truth it can’t be done, I figured that and passed it on
I’m bringin' back the art that’s lost
Gorillas in the mist I see them swingin' from the arms of God
I’m runnin' in the jungle bare-face
With no armour on, where am I, I can’t be gone
I can’t be gone
I feel alive don’t take me away
Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape
I can’t leave, man, I live for the day
Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames
Trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea
A prelude to a kiss, I sunbathe in the stars
Polka-dots and moonbeams, and if you see my saviour
Don’t challenge his behaviour
A faded picture of a yesterdays and what it gave ya
Along the lullaby, with black velvet melancholy
It’s what it’s always been, regrets of a nobody
King of the wild frontier, farmers and the partisan
Hold eleven generations in a single tear
And that’s what makes a man, the truth will set you free
A revolution of the mind that inspire the streets
And some will gradually imploding on the image of a killer
Trapped in a grey house of mirrors
And when doves cry, I’m like the man with the child
In his eyes tearing at my the flesh for every terrible lie
That’s told, because the truth’s too cold
And everyone should know the story of the moss and the Rolling Stones
And as we Fliptrix and build soundscapes
We try providing you a plan for a quick escape
'Cause this is music from the heart and you can hear the pray
(Breathe in breathe out exhale those flames)
I feel alive don’t take me away
Thought patterns in the momentary soundscape
I can’t leave, man, I live for the day
Breathe in, breathe out, exhale, those flames