Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sole Soul, artist - Invisible Inc.
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sole Soul |
Born a sole soul |
Live a sole soul |
Kill a sole soul |
Still a soul so alone |
From a sole soul |
To a soul so alone |
He a sole soul |
She a sole soul |
Me a sole soul |
We a sole soul so alone |
Born a sole soul |
Live a sole soul |
Kill a sole soul |
Still a soul so alone |
You see the knee bone’s connected to the thigh bone |
And the hand bone’s connected to the iPhone |
And the pinecone’s connected to the pine tree that makes the air that I breathe |
the breeze creates the cyclone |
The broken home is connected to the bar fly |
And Luke will always be connected to when Darth died |
Because the light is connected to the dark side |
But separate from the white side when every day is apartheid |
Apartments with the bars on the window |
The bar that we limbo below where we tremble every time the wind blows |
The intro to the climax your O face to the five packs of Pampers pull up |
diapers you got piled up in the wide back of that Chrysler |
Town and country when you pull up in the whip |
Connected to when you and your homies were single and connected at the hip |
Cigarette connected to your lovers lip like a single drop of spit |
Spit in her palm and those fingertips connected to that |
From a sole soul |
To a soul so alone |
Born a sole soul |
Live a sole soul |
Kill a sole soul |
Still a soul so alone |
He a sole soul |
She a sole soul |
Me a sole soul |
We a soul so alone |
Okay, the hip bone’s connected to the everything |
Cause every life’s connected |
The smallest things that’s otherwise neglected |
Like the smallest wings of insects could cause a chain of events |
That move until the universe’s butterfly affect it |
That’s been our story since before a butterfly existed |
Remember when you fell and got a boo-boo and mother tried to kiss it? |
Better off to grab the Neosporin bandage right this instant |
Said the doctor but your momma knew her love and like could fix it |
It seems even the science might’ve missed it |
The physical emotion no dividing quite as distant |
As divisions put in place to separate us by our pigment |
Shit is ig’nant |
It’s imagination race just a figment of it |
Humankind is as connected as the mind and body |
Bodies connected at the penis and vagina prolly |
Give less a fuck about our differences than laws of nature |
Like gravity upon your skateboard when you tried to ollie |