| As the years ago. |
| Changed their opinions |
| As the sun into the sky. |
| Hey. |
| Who’s keeping time? |
| What once was a stem has now become a wrist |
| And with two joining hands the fruit has been crushed |
| Down a face with leaf shaped eyes revealed |
| Planted to exploit our dreams through shields |
| Its the words we could never block that make us sink |
| Syncopated thoughts of a child that moves |
| Outside the house the roof stops the rain |
| But inside, you know mother builds our strength |
| Life is in the length of tomorrow |
| Narrow is the mind that’s shallow |
| Walls are illusion of perfection |
| Hate is an infection and i feel no guilt |
| This is the map to free your soul |
| Where once there was beauty there is only brick |
| Society vomits opinion because this world is sick |
| As a teenager we act as if we know it all |
| While an adult just keeps trying to forget |
| Regret is the poison that we all live in |
| In the mind of a child is the only time were free |
| Return to me |
| Us animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s telling time |
| Most animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s keeping time |
| Dark leaf damages all recreational naves |
| Leaving eventual art forever and ever |
| Written dogma by the demigods upon mount ultimate |
| Ultra violent, singeing violent clients of the deviant evil element |
| Simple philosophical sessions filled with foreign ideologies and the pertinence |
| For your satisfaction i react and rocks the next act |
| For there is no competition |
| Simple deduction, watson |
| Elementary eventually evolves, such is symmetry |
| Delivery of our artistry, tapestry |
| Colors interwoven, meshed together like my ideas of crowds i wanna play for |
| Say for, instance, you wouldn’t eat hamburger everyday, would you? |
| Could you, fathom, grabbing some other snack when, variety is the spice of life |
| Hence the lack bravado, has to impress those, tired of excess of the super hard |
| Macho, slurring, crotch grabbing, spit slurping, beer breath burping |
| Lack of ideas hurting, saying anything for what its worth. hmmm |
| Or will it work? |
| Us animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s keeping time |
| Most animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s keeping time |
| On the third rock from the sun |
| I don’t sleep well |
| With natives slaved, nature raped and lumber at retail |
| In twisted details, full of the use of dynastics |
| Got you paying with plastic, society cash-less |
| Nasas charter signed 1776, then presto, becomes the communist manifesto |
| Desensitized scandals, global tracking lojacking animals |
| And politicians, you’re just cannibals |
| On my soul and brain, strain like andromeda |
| Demons for doctors and the pope wears a yamaka |
| Carrying on, a luciferian born, you should dig beneath the surface |
| You’ll be very alarmed |
| How man kind tryin to kill the human mind |
| This clearly is the case |
| Even to the color blind |
| Egotistical terrorists plan aquarius arrival |
| Its the end of living and beginning of survival |
| Us animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s keeping time |
| Most animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s keeping time |
| Suppose its the last days |
| Of an archaic personality defined |
| In idea and mind |
| Which carried on willfully into a wack-ass backlash against the original |
| Man, so he begins and mandates foreign plans |
| Of burning, pillaging, plundering, raping, murdering |
| Out of the war torn fold, a missionary stood bold |
| And said |
| You will believe as i believe, or off with your head |
| So many a brave warrior lie dead |
| Yet under the wise with futurous eyes was surmised and disguised a vision |
| A wonderful oral tradition |
| Passed on, from generation, to generation |
| That even in the face of a beast nation |
| A solar vibration |
| Would fan the flames of hope and love |
| And expose the aims of sinister groups and thugs |
| Such rhymings excites findings of alchemical lore |
| The adversary stopped and behold in horror |
| Us animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Who’s telling time |
| Most animals changed as the years ago |
| Humans always change their opinion |
| As the sun explodes into the sky |
| A syncopated clock wraps around my wrist |
| Hmm … |
| Who’s telling time |