Jesse Abraham

Jesse Abraham - Ragtag Ed Slush lyrics

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If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

Fear isn’t fair, it’s real, is it, yeah

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

It isn’t there, fuck out of here

Room is on fire, friars turn fighters, their fibers expire

Piles on piles, stack higher and higher

Both sires and squires perspire entire

I’m playing the lotto, y’all playing the field

Watching the city burn, stay in the middle

Caught in the linear, saying some shit that will do little

I’m staying fit, praying for dribble

Rain is too fickle, the maidens, they panic

Pointing at heathens, they say it’s satanic

Naked and fainting, get taken advantage

They prefer that over taking for granted

Slain on the granite, the planet is pure

There’s no way to plan it, we cannot be sure

Is fire the sickness or is it the cure?

Keep it outside, there’s no way it endures

They staying indoors

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

Fear isn’t fair, it’s real, is it, yeah

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

It isn’t there, fuck out of here

Are you on the mark, are you on the mark?

It’s part of the mob or part of the monsters

Part of the job, a person is progress

Would you rather light candles or curse in the darkness

Pardon my French, I’m starting to harden

And pardon my chest, the heart in the artist is hard to arrest

My eyes are real marksmen, the target’s a quest

Charge at my flesh, it’s been burning for centuries

Mention me questioning destiny’s resting place

Entropy’s testing me, who ordered disorder?

Has he reported reporters?

You seem sorta borderline bored

Are you trying to slaughter everything you worked hard for?

I’m so sorry, you think it’s a job for me to be standing in this booth?

Chopping down trees, grabbing fruit, then I hand it to you

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

Fear isn’t fair, it’s real, is it, yeah

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

It isn’t there, fuck out of here

A lie is self-abdication, giving your reality away

Even worse, it’s a self-fabrication, can’t settle for morality leeway

To lie to the world is to become a slave to the world

Truth is a sovereign message, religion is self-realization

The essence of religion is ethics

If you gonna be friends with God you gotta be friends with the whole world

Or just stay alone

The more I reflect and look back at the past the more I learn what I owe

And what do I know? No, nothing

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

Fear isn’t fair, it’s real, is it, yeah

If you’re scared say that you’re scared

If the air that you breathe isn’t shared

If the terror you see isn’t rare

It isn’t there, fuck out of here

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