The Byrinth Lyrics

Seems like tomorrow

Never came how you want

Faces outlined in the chalk

Faces outlined in the chalk, yeah

Felines, they follow

Dressed in the plastic bourgeois

Easier said than it's bought it's bought

(Spray the pesticide, pesticide)

Feels like the motto's

Bigger the fight than the war

Let's see the who's the first giant to fall

(Oh yeah)

Speak like they Babel

The stable gon' be lookin' like it's Troy

(Like it's Troy)

Gepetto gon' feel like a toy, toy toy

(Spray the pesticide, pesticide)

Days won't go by, when time slow like this

Holes turn to lines, lines get drawn quick

Closer than mice, blind to the byrinth

Forced to be nice, nice don't exist

Days won't go by, when time slow like this

Holes turn to lines, lines get drawn quick

Closer than mice, blind to the byrinth

Forced to be nice, nice don't exist

Nice don't exist

Motherfuckers can't handle this

The man the myth

We've earned more stripes than the flannel bitch

I'm channeling

Adrenaline amped up in this can of gin

That's served as a bin

To put my damage in

Pop my can of spin ach

Check the grimace

Bearded visage

The fear is missin'

God flow through me

To my finger digits

To release my rage in a way efficient

So I don't lay waste to a wave of wicked

Angry bitches it's just their brain is limpin

Plain and simple they rate the frames of pictures

When they can't see the brush strokes that

Made it different

Fame addicted

They just pimpin'

Lame renditions

Easy victims to pay their image

Who made you a referee for a game or scrimmage

When you couldn't paint an image of the

Pain in this shit

You make a figment

Hate inflicted

You plugged into an echo chamber prison

Yeah I'm gonna preach

Bitch better learn to listen

Listen to learn and earn a more firm description

Evil only benefits from a stern division

And I'm tryna multiply

Lord seed the fruits of the spirit

So those who surpass me fly

Switch up the appetite

Don't want your apple pie

Mama the Lord's tryna pasteurize

Don't leave from the pasture just graze

You know I fear for the end of your days

Just know he works in mysterious ways

Either way we goin meet up again

(Auf Wiedersehen)

But I know God's still got plans for us

Hammer us Into a shape so contaminous

That it just spreads like the covid pandemic does

Damn it does that mean we have wear masks

No cause there's no way escaping our grasp

I am the hand at the end Super smash

I just wanna kill the yellow king

Who sings of Erath

Lord hammer us into a map

Let us be used as sign for your path

Help us grow roots and produce all the fruits of

The spirit so that this shit will ever last

Lord

Hammer us into a shape that enamors us

With your love

Can I just

Days won't go by, when time slow like this

Holes turn to lines, lines get drawn quick

Closer than mice, blind to the byrinth

Forced to be nice, nice don't exist

Days won't go by, when time slow like this

Holes turn to lines, lines get drawn quick

Closer than mice, blind to the byrinth

Forced to be nice, nice don't exist

Days won't go by, when time slow like this

Holes turn to lines, lines get drawn quick

Closer than mice, blind to the byrinth

Forced to be nice, nice don't exist

Nice don't exist, oh, no

Nice don't exist, oh, no

Nice don't exist, oh, no

Nice don't ex -ist, no, no

He told me he loved me, why did I leave him all alone

I tell him I need him when I call him on the phone

Lord, I need truth, I must have you confused with some other guy

I'm screaming your name and all I can hear is