What are the odds, That it’s all just a fraud? – What are the odds – There’s beauty in the flaws?
What are the odds – That it’s all just a fraud – Pretty good – good god?
What are the odds – Give it my regards I’ll be grindin for my squad
Throw away assumption, especially duality – answer elementarily – thru singularity – Ego maniacal alpha personality, Gotta kung fu grip on an alternate reality – Good god evil devil can turn the most indie into sheeple on a level that boasts a faux steeple in a show about a 5th Beatle, Overly verbose, Threaded needle, Watch this Garden Grow
Beveled & embossed once the line is crossed, it’s really just a cycle, tough to recognize a psycho (oohh) – once they’re lost – and lust replaces trust – they know they’re corrupt and yet they chest stays puffed (say what?)
It’s over here it’s over there and we’re over it everywhere (I swear) – It’s over here it’s over there and we’re over it everywhere (I swear)
Usually get up early and stay up late – I don’t know how much sleep I get – but it’s rarely 8 – Still fairly fuckin’ great, Still squarely awake – & able to escape the pace of the day to find grace – in the face – of all this of pain & this hate, no need to retaliate – rather I will keep the faith – Demented ringwraiths trolling as clickbait – in this time with no age, it’s time to turn the page
We’re here together sever the ties of never – We can endeavor on a brand new adventure,
We’re they together sever the ties of never, take pain with the pleasure, say a prayer 4 treasure
I don’t know & can’t say if it’s true, if you know what’s good, you’ll keep looking for the truth
Whr thers evidence develop precedence & proof then shout it out from the tip top of the roofs, Do not be aloof, earn your dues & learn to contribute to the needs of a crew – what you’ve been through is only part of the milieus – what you say and what you do, it will come back to you – Or does it? I don’t know, I’m not a pretend prophet, just call it like I see it, not meant to stop it or top it, shot it off like a rocket, chalk it up to supersonic audio tonic, epiotic funk product properly hypnotic & ever so gracious, give thanks 2 the angels 4 this spacious oasis – talking about the rays of solar, the phases of lunar, Odds are the future’s got a floral sense of humor
We’re here together sever the lies of never – We can endeavor on a brand new adventure,
We’re they together sever the ties of never, take pain with the pleasure, say a prayer 4 treasure It’s over here….
Chorus – I’ll be grindin’ for my squad
Yes, it is a little bit sad to say that what we’re being fed is a fraud. Despite the thread of cynicism running through the lyrics of the song, it’s really a song about hope and putting attention where it should be, not on what you’re being fed.
It’s available on the “What are the Odds?” eP, as well as the upcoming “Call it Even” LP (June 2020).
“We’re here together, sever the ties of never, we can endeavor on a brand new adventure”