[Intro: Franklin James Fisher]
Miles
They say we're miles away from the days they used to lie in wait
Snake around in the high grass
But, you know what I've found?
They say they moved out
But they still around and they move even stronger now
All in plain sight
Their Stone Mountains, false idols
And town halls are still standing
Implanted in your point of view
Wrapped around the words you use

[Hook: Franklin James Fisher]
When your [?] sands are running out
They tell you slow down
If you want cooperation
All they do is hold out

[Verse 1: billy woods]
One hand wash the other, they both wash the face
Cеntrifugal force and inertia keep evеrything in its place
Slowly, spinning in space, speeding, lead foot on the brakes
Metal face, cheating's just how you play
Strange ways
Monopoly, Candy Land, Life's just a game
Count your money at the end bro
On one hand count your friends
Ghosts float up out the morgue cold
Come get your meds
Babylon System is the vampire, once you let him in
Police at the door knocking again and again
Claws rattling, delicate as roaches' wings
Sweet saccharine, dopamine pour out the screens
Distant gunfire crackling, the whole thing cracking at the seams
Single action, casket, pressed and steamed
The machine is self cleaned
The nightmare is, you in somebody's dream
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