Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Higher Brain, artist - Sadistik. Album song Prey for Paralysis, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.11.2011
Record label: Crushkill
Song language: English
Higher Brain |
| I could never understand what it’s like to fail |
| Until I read it on the faces of the lovers I impaled |
| So here’s another nail, go teeter on a scale |
| Of the weight that’s never really worth the tears upon the trail |
| Stalemating rituals are just a medicine that got |
| The population thinking they can be connected when they’re not |
| I got a lot of inhibitions, insecurities, and critics |
| In addition to a conscience that could murder me in minutes |
| Minutes, minutes, welcome to the gates of Hell |
| I really hope you get a chance to finish finish |
| Tell them all the things you felt and maybe they’ll be sympathetic |
| Right before you hang yourself and listen, listen |
| I’m gonna bite the hand that feeds until I masticate |
| And make it live in me a symphony that dance in acid rain |
| It’s like I’m all alone inside a little winter |
| Getting bitter from the frigid shivers when I think and paint the saddest faces |
| Funeral arrangements juxtaposed with all the beautiful bouquets it’s difficult |
| now |
| To a more basic love and hopes when only you alone face it if I fall down |
| Down down on luck I hope it’s temporary some psychosis |
| I bet that the sun exploded years ago but we don’t know it |
| Summers are getting hotter, the winters are getting colder |
| The Internet’s taking over and it’s time to set sail |
| FEMA camps, 9/11, obsession with materialism |
| Shit in the food, television, chemtrails |
| Who isn’t aware? |
| Cause of you I’m scared to admit |
| We’re living in a prison so let’s set bail |
| I met a 70-year-old woman in Ohio |
| Who know all about it, it was reassuring, exhale |
| Now take a deep breath, eject secrets |
| Be the next creature to adapt — be well |
| We fell like a phoenix when we were meant to rise |
| Up from the ashes but didn’t listen to the seashells |
| Be careful when you’re high as hell cause Heaven’s running low |
| Prepare for the final blow, I hope your eyes are open |
| Opiate of the masses leaking all over, take it or leave, treat it like you need |
| it |
| Doubt it or believe it to be piggybacked up on my shoulder |
| Open up your little mouth and eat it eat it |
| Trying to tell me the only way for me to beat it |
| Was to be it but now I see that I’m sick of being seasick |
| So I stick with the scenic route, I mean it now like a teenage smile |
| And my higher brain is looking down on me |
| I could look at my reflection and still hide my face |
| There’s an opening but there’s no dopamine |
| It’s just my higher brain looking down on me |