Reboot Lyrics

They fall into the ground, never to fly away

I'm most afraid of being left in absent space

First world genocide

Death won't leave none alive

The breath we speak runneth dry

The flesh gives up the soul

So it goes

I don't know tomorrow, but I know this

If you dig a big hole, then throw away all your gifts

I'm talking talent in the ground

No talking talent in the ground

Affiliations of silly nations

That judge according

In association with

demonstrating the most appalling

And it's much worse than we think

because we're not calling

deep in the woods and

We're not out yet

And the smoke out in the distance

Will put you out of position

If you don't have the compass ingrained

Not meant for everyone.

Run when only nature can thrive and build your altars up

Sacrificing all but your life, just calling audibles

I don't know tomorrow, but I know this

If you dig a big hole, then throw away all your gifts

I'm talking talent in the ground

No talking talent in the ground

And they still say Cain

Came did his own thing

Was his own man

Woop woop gang gang

Put up both hands

Don't shoot

No plans

And that's how Markass savages began

An evil out there really think they gonna win

Standing at the gate saying how we go in

Staring at the face

Ain't he managed but a grin

But to this day, it's somewhere out there standing

And it's finna be a long, long time

You ain't got no reception