TIME - I Write With A Scalpel lyrics

rate me

(Denver calling, come in please, Denver to Chris)

(What's you 20, Chris?)

(Hell)

(10-4)

Hung-over last life, sober in this one

Never had a weapon, cause I spit words with this gun

I got diagnosed with frustration cause I lost my patience

Had dreams of being commercial but they locked me in the basement

Saw the light at the top of the stairs so I climbed

Saw a tombstone in a graveyard and the name said time

Like Pac said my only fear is reincarnation

So I guess I gotta forgive the masons and the rapists

That's why I write with a scalpel and I speak with a megaphone

This universe is fake, it's full of hate it ain't my home

This is for those who talk a lot and listen little

If no man is an island than I'm the finger in the middle

Cause our neighborhoods are cemeteries and our homes are coffins

And with their money and their taxes they're holding us hostage

They say where's your patriotism, I guess I lost it

Right after I turned on the news and all of it's gossip

They tried to wash my brain with tap water that's toxic

And if it acts like a pig then I'm a call it sausage

Cause secrecy is the beginning of tyranny

And war crimes is the definition of irony

And if you can't hear me cause your high then let me speak low

And if you think I talk too fast then let me speak slow

Cause I'll be doing this for a while

Until I say fuck the world like Oscar Wilde

You gotta speak fast or they won't hear you

You gotta fight back or they won't fear you

That's why I'm p-a-r-a no id, I'm p-a-r-a no id

And after they get you they're gonna get me

And after they get you they're gonna get me

I wake up in the pm and I steep me some tea

I take a look in the mirror to see if it's really me

Vampire reflection I don't see nothing in the mirror

I got unconscious guilt that's why my vision isn't clear

I got demons in my past and angels in my now

I see god in my future with a smile like wow

The roaches all left, they went down south

And my typewriter lost it's teeth and it's mouth

Paranoia left with a peace and a good bye

And I'd probably go to Saturn if I really could fly

I saw the truth on my fork and left the food on my plate

You could call it instinct or you could call it faith

Either way I'm not a sheep cause I'm wide awake

That's why people bump my shit cause they all relate

That's why people bump my shit cause they all relate

Naked dinner, the opposite of FAKE!

You gotta speak fast or they won't hear you

You gotta fight back or they won't fear you

That's why I'm p-a-r-a no id, I'm p-a-r-a no id

And after they get you they're gonna get me

And after they get you they're gonna get me