Merde Aleatoire ft. Jordan McGee & Tim Price Lyrics

Gotta break away from this nine to five

Robotic take today in this time I hide

Pchycotic lake to stay the slime is in the tides

Melodic name I'll say they're fighting for our lives

I see it raining in their minds

It happens all the time

The paintings written with their lies

A phantom in disguise

Look at me

You'll finally breathe

I see I'm me I see im free

So why not chase the freedom dream

The kingdom weed

The seeing sea

I'm feeling me

We know the greed

And we the people

The sheeple in the steeple

I am Rypo

Here to set you free

Random shit

Had my first violation at my uncles place

Just wish I could forget my uncles face

These memories I wish I could erase

Holy shit mother fucker I think I was

I was

Hey Tim

Hey friend

Hey, Are you as fucked up as I am

Like a trash can on a night stand

With the right hand touching nice gland

And a kite man filled with tight sand

Anyways here's a solo that I just came up with

I haven't been myself in weeks

Everything seems dulled and bleak

Can't come up with words to speak

Rotting away feeling weak

Pray to god my soul to take

Bending me until I break

Cut your grass you'll see the snakes

Sun yourself in a narcissitic shell

Slither back down there before you're revealed

Wounds once opened will never heal

I hope you fucking choke

Didn't come up from the silver

Spoon or fancy cars

Pursuing fame and fortune

A place amongst the stars

I'll get a sick whip on the villa

I'll drive a lambo just to show

It's getting harder by the second

My soul is growing old