Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clones, artist - Wrekonize. Album song Into the Further, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2017
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Clones |
When the lights go dim |
Everything around us begins |
All the people run to get a piece of the sin |
Everybody wanna be the star of the spin |
And the city’s full of folks that are in it just to win |
Bones break fast on the chain, let em know |
Indie thoughts, not today, let it go |
Little boy blue, where the hell is your dough? |
Look at everybody else in the same chokehold |
This is space age |
One mind and a faceplate |
Why would anybody wanna leave they home? |
Anybody in they right mind 'bout to see the fine line |
I don’t really think that they should roll |
This world here is encased in gold |
All of us are chasin' it slow |
It’s been years in the fears of the people in this place |
I’ve been keeping all of them in control |
They been on the run |
Button’s getting pushed for fun, you don’t need air in your lungs |
Take a little rum |
Bet it feels nice and numb livin' underneath my thumb |
Get it in, get it done |
Laboring the minds of the young to make it feel like you ain’t sprung |
Hand over the guns |
It’s the new world, my son, where everybody is like one |
Here they come |
They’re all around me |
I feel like I’ve been surrounded by, cornered by, infected by |
Taken over by the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
In a world full of- |
Clones, clones, clones |
Nobody is safe from the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
You better run from the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
When in Rome, you should probably just do it as the Romans did |
Slaughtering the heathens on stage |
Sneaking death into the city on some Trojan shit |
Now who wanna get murdered today? |
Got an axe packed for the fuck of it, swinging Jim Duggan shit |
Cutting through the people that ain’t fittin' for the mothership |
Hundred million sheeple in the same damn covenant |
Facebook live the event, and now you double it |
All across the globe we can feel this now |
Everybody’s thinkin' the same |
If you feel any different would you please sit down |
This thing here ain’t a game |
If they wanna come in and control the crowd |
I know what they chancin' to say |
Everybody listen to this here loud |
This is your chance for the fame |
They been on the run |
Button’s getting pushed for fun, you don’t need air in your lungs |
Take a little rum |
Bet it feels nice and numb livin' underneath my thumb |
Get it in, get it done |
Laboring the minds of the young to make it feel like you ain’t sprung |
Hand over the guns |
It’s the new world, my son, where everybody is like one |
Here they come |
All around me |
I feel like I’ve been surrounded by, cornered by, infected by |
Taken over by the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
In a world full of- |
Clones, clones, clones |
Nobody is safe from the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
You better run from the- |
Clones, clones, clones |
When you least expect them |
They’re there, everywhere |
Clones |