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Bandabardo – Mi Arrendo Lyrics

Mi arrendo come un soldato colto da spavento o come un terzino troppo lento (ammetto che non sono dei migliori, ammetto anche di sentirmi fuori!)
…ma l' aria, l' aria che respiro mi consola mi unisco al corso della storia…

TUTTI DI CREMA A DIMAGRIRE TUTTI BELLI DA MORIRE PRONTI ALLA CELEBRITÀ, PRONTI ALLA CHIMICA!!!!!

Mi pento in pubbliche sedute di lamento, ammetto pure qualche turbamento se penso che combatto contro il tempo (combatto l'unico pensiero?), come un soldato colto da pazienza come un terzino che usa l'esperienza

TUTTI DI CARTA AD INGIALLIRE E DI PLASTICA A MENTIRE PRONTI ALLA POSTERITÀ, E DI SESSO AD IMPAZZIRE PRONTI ALLA CHIMICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Resta il profumo antico e puro
Il mattino mi illuminerà stretto tra le braccia di Nanà
Feste su feste danze e carezze…

Itchy Poopzkid – And I’ll Walk Away Lyrics

i feel so extraordinarily right
my mind was black but now it turns to light

hey hey hey
come on baby, better listen up
say say say
say what you want, but i don’t need give a f*ck
hey hey hey
i’ll shut shut shut you up and i’ll walk away…up and away

i made it unquestionably clear
no more late night i have to fear
my time is done i walk away
my time is done i rum
coz i am better off without you – i will walk away
because i am better off without you, so much better off…

Teejayx6 – In A Min Lyrics (feat. Drego & Beno)

[Intro]
(Antt did the track)
(I got exotic pack)

[Verse 1: Beno]
In a minute, I’ma send it (I’ma send that shit)
Have we met? No, we didn’t (No, we didn’t)
I’m back on the road, uh, I’m back in that kitchen
This bitch out of control, she all in my business
Baby, let me know what you want for Christmas
I just caught the load, gave it to my niggas
This thirty thousand whole, let’s throw it on them bitches
In a minute, I’ma send it

[Verse 2: Teejayx6]
I can’t hit the road, I got cases pending
All my bitches cold, got they makeup finished
Hit the corner store, bitches want some liquor
She wanna blow my dome ’cause that Perc’ up in her
I just f*cked a nigga bitch, all it took was some liquor
Seen some shit on the dark web, a nigga tried to sell his liver
Used a fake credit card, I didn’t pay for my dinner
Swiped my bitch some makeup, it was made by Kylie Jenner
I’ll scam anybody, don’t really care about your gender
Really active in them stores, I’m tryna hide from all the cameras
Scammed a Young Thug wannabe, he from Atlanta

[Verse 3: Beno]
Pour that drank up, goddamn, I miss that Fanta
I might whip me up a Patek, buy an Aston
She from overseas, yeah, she speaking Spanish
But she can’t hit my scene ’cause she dramatic

[Chorus: Drego]
Oh, you really wanna ride? Wanna slide with me?
I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me?
Ooh, I’m cookin’ ****, wanna ride with me?
I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? Ooh

[Verse 4: Teejayx6]
I just f*cked a bitch named Christine
Then I sold a nigga some green lean
Left a p*ssy-ass nigga dead on the scene
I heard you got kicked out, you late on your bills
You shop at Forman Mills, flexin’ fake bills
I sold him fake pills, a comment got him killed
Punchin’ online with credit cards, I just caught a steal
At the liquor store gettin’ some ‘Woods, I just caught an opp

[Verse 5: Drego]
My bitch got China white, lean lean
Ain’t no beatin’ us, the dream team
Yeah, I’m king status, supreme me
Welcome to the rewards of bein’ me
Uh, this shit, it get so serious, it get so berious
Don’t call me Vin Diesel when you get me furious
VVS straight from Africa, it’s from Siberia
Put that work up in the Acura, yeah

[Chorus: Drego]
Oh, you really wanna ride? Wanna slide with me?
I’m too high up off the lean, can you drive for me?
Ooh, I’m cookin’ ****, wanna ride with me?
I’m too high up off the drink, can you drive for me? Ooh

[Outro]
(Beatgang)

Gino Vannelli – The Long Arm Of Justice Lyrics

It was a high summer night along the Ouachita
Where in a town named Mammoth Hill
A boy was found at Times Picayune said
Left headless by the cotton gin mill
John Law was slow so the road ran free
From the swamps of Louisiana to the hills of Tennessee
Then on to the Carolines where it brought hard times
To many a family

One Otis Ray Stone weren’t nobody’s fool
He had the look of a righteous man
By day he plied his trade as a teacher
While by night getting blood on his hands
For thirty five years running high on the loose
Two steps ahead of the hangman’s noose
Indeed, it seemed Otis Ray Stone would never atone
For what he done to many a poor youth

Yet the long arm of justice reaches far
From the banks of the Ouachita to the highest star
Like the hour hand on the wall
Like a snail creeping at a dead crawl
One fine day in some mysterious way
Justice finds us all

It finds us all

Many years hence on a Death Valley Road
While jackin’ up his broke-down car
Came hell on wheels that left Otis Ray
Lying flat on the hot burnin’ tar
For three long days, not a drop on his tongue
Suffering every crawler ‘neath the desert sun
And old Otis Ray screamed while a crow picked his eyes clean
Before his dying was done

The long arm of justice reaches far
From the banks of the Ouachita to the highest star
Like the hour hand on the wall
Like a snail creeping at a dead crawl
One fine day in some mysterious way
Justice finds us all

Now, the mortal remains of Otis Ray Stone
Were never made manifest
‘Cause what a crow had done to both his eyes
Ten buzzards did to the rest
And all that was, was a blot on the land
A heap of grey dust in the shape of a man
And the last of Otis Ray was finally swept away
By the blowing sand

Akira The Don – Trees Come Out Of The Air Lyrics (feat. Richard Feynman)

The substance of the tree is carbon, where did that come from?
It comes from the air
It’s carbon dioxide from the air
People look at trees and they think it comes out of the ground
That plants grow out of the ground
But if you ask, where the substance comes from?
You find out, where did it come from?
Trees come out of the air?
They surely come out of the ground
No, they come out of the air
No, they come out of the air

The carbon dioxide in the air goes into the tree and it changes it
Kicking out the oxygen
And then pushing the oxygen away from the carbon and leaving the carbon substance with water
Water comes out of the ground
Only it came out of the air, didn’t it?
Came down from the sky
So most of it, almost all of the tree is out of the ground
I’m sorry, it’s out of the air!
Now, of course I told you the oxygen and carbon stick together very tight
How is it that the tree is so smart to manage to take the carbon dioxide, which is the carbon oxygen nicely combined and undo that so easy?
Ah, life. Life has some mysterious quirks
No, the sun is shining
And it’s the sunlight that comes down and locks this oxygen away from the carbon
So it takes sunlight to get the plant to work
And so the sun, all the time, is doing the work of separating the oxygen away from the carbon, the oxygen is some kind of terrible byproduct, which it spits back into the air and leaving the carbon and water and stuff to make the substance of the tree

And then when we take the substance in the tree, and stick it in the fireplace
It is the only oxygen made by these trees
And all the carbon would much prefer to be close together again
And once you’ve let the heat to get it started, it continues and makes an awful lot of activity while it’s going back together again
And all this nice light and everything comes out and everything is being undone, you’re going back to carbon and oxygen, back to carbon dioxide
And the light and the heat that’s coming out. That’s the light and heat of the sun that went in
The sun that went in

[Pre-Chorus]
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out when you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out when you burn a log

[Chorus]
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log
So it’s sort of stored sun that’s coming out
When you burn a log

Bandabardo – Negli Occhi Guardo Poco Lyrics

Negli occhi guardo poco solo per sentimento perché lo sguardo è bello usarlo contento nemmeno per errore o per essere fiero potrei guardare il mondo privo dei desideri, privo di desiderio

Mi faccio cullare da questi pensieri mentre improvviso un fuoco con le foto di ieri… e aspetto mattina ho molta nostalgia del colore delle chiavi di casa mia

Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa
Sono fuori casa

Gino Vannelli – Yet Something Beautiful Lyrics

His eyes roamed skyward
As she wheeled him in his chair
He twithced and he trembled
While his fingers clawed at the air
He spoke in bits and pieces
His words in disarray
Yet she listened carefully
To all that he had to say
To all that he had to say

He must have been
Her beau from way back when
Someone who she swore
To honor till the end
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
At times too heavy a cross to bear
Yet something beautiful
When love is there

And the crowds did their damnest
To hide away their eyes
But people being people
They did otherwise
Still she tended to the needs
Of a man all bent and curled

As if God was in his heaven
And all was right with the world

She reached deep down
Inside his living hell
And touched the light
Bound by a broken shell
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
In the end no one is spared
Yet something beautiful
When love is there

Some wear bright stars or medals on their chest
Some heroes go
Seldom being noticed
Life is cruel
There ain’t no denying
At times too heavy to cross the dam
Yet something beautiful
When love is there

She stood him from his wheelchair
Sat him in the van
Kissed his cheek and whispered
You’re still my man

Akira The Don – Using Machines Lyrics

Um, I was talking about that this weekend, thinking a lot about it
I think the two basic types of music indigenous to this country are
Um, the Black music blues
And the kind of folk music that was brought over from Europe
And I guess they call it country music or the kind of West Virginia high and lonesome sound
Those are the two mainstreams of the root American music
It looks like, uh 10 years ago what they call rock ‘n’ roll was kind of a blending of those two forms
Uh… I guess what’s happening now is rock is kind of dying out
And everyone’s going back to their roots again
Some are going back into country and some are going back into basic blues
I guess in four or five years the new generation’s music will be, it’ll have a synthesis of those two elements and some third thing
Some third thing
Maybe it will be, uh… it might rely heavily on electronics, tapes
I can kind of envision
I can, I can kind of envision, maybe, uh

One person with a lot of machines
One person with a lot of machines
One, one person with a lot of machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
One person with a lot of machines
One person with a lot of machines
One, one person with a lot of machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Tapes or electronic set ups, uh
Using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines

[Instrumental Bridge]

Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Using machines
Singing or speaking and using machines
Using machines

Bandabardo – Macrame Les Doigts Lyrics

C'était un garçon bien élevé, issu d'une famille de skinhead
Mais il avait bien mal tourné au grand désespoir de son père
Il avait jeté sa matraque, vendu ses Docs et puis son cran
Et même ses superbes nunchacks qu'il avait eu pour ses 15 ans

Skinhead aux cheveux longs
C'est l'émancipation
Sous son cuir chevelu
La tendresse a vaincu
Son bomber a poussé
Ses tatouages aussi
Les fleurs ont remplacé
Le serpent et l'épée

Il était parti au Népal ou les skins ne sont pas légion
Avec son tatouage "Mort aux vaches", les indiens l'ont pris pour un con
Il est revenu au grand air en plein Ardèche il prend son pied
Avec le seul truc qu'il sache faire; des croix gammées en macramé

Skinhead aux cheveux longs
C'est l'émancipation
Sous son cuir chevelu
La tendresse a vaincu
Son bomber a pousse
Ses tatouages aussi
Les fleurs ont remplace
Le serpent et l'épée
Le drapeau tricolore qu'il avait dans sa chambre
A perdu d'son éclat à grands coups d'eau d'Javel
Il fait pleurer sa mère et ne veut plus entendre

Que du Ravi-Shankar ou du Alan Stivell

Era un ragazzo ben educato, rampollo di una famiglia di skinheads. Ma presto, prese una brutta strada, per la grande disperazione di suo padre: ha gettato il suo manganello, venduto le sue Docmartins, il suo coraggio e perfino le sue superbe mazze giapponesi che aveva ricevuto per I suoi quindici anni!
Skinhead con I capelli lunghi è l'emancipazione! sotto il suo cuoio capelluto, la tenerezza ha vinto, il bomber è fiorito e anche I suoi tatuaggi: I fiori hanno rimpiazzato il serpente e la spada!!!!

È partito per il Nepal dove gli skins non sono legioni e col suo tatuaggio "morte agli sbirri" gli indiani l'hanno preso per un coglione. È tornato all'aria aperta fermandosi in Ardèche, con l'unica cosa che sa fare: croci uncinate all' uncinetto!!
Skinhead con I capelli lunghi la bandiera tricolore che pendeva in camera sua ha perso il suo smalto a gran colpi di varechina… fa piangere sua madre e non vuol più ascoltare che del Ravi Shankar o del Alan Stivell

Gino Vannelli – It Ain’t Up To You Lyrics

You had me right where you wanted
Under your spell
Until you turned my high heaven
Into a living hell
Now you come crawling back
Tryna whip up something new
Sorry baby, it ain’t up to you

Well you can floss them weepy eyes
Show me some skin
Hit me with your charms
Fool if I give in
You can do a little sundance
And pray for a [?]
Heaven knows, it ain’t up to you

And you can cry bloody murder
But it’s a case you never can win
You let the genie out of bottle
Good luck in putting him back in

You know the one who’d been wronged
He got the natural right
To be a little bit cold
And rightly impolite
Go on, cry me a river
Walk a mile in my shoes
That my baby, is entirely up to you

You let the genie out of bottle
Good luck in putting him back in

You had me right where you wanted
Bought it and sold
Until you tore out my heart
And shot it full of holes
Yeah the world keeps on turning
And this much I know is true
It ain’t up to you
It ain’t up to you

Akira The Don – The Prize Is The Soul Lyrics

One thing I wanted to say is, um…
One thing I wanted to say is, um…
Don’t be fooled by the internet
Don’t be fooled by the internet
It’s cool, it’s cool to get on the computer
But don’t let the computer get on you
It’s cool, it’s cool to use the computer
Don’t let the computer use you, y’all saw “The Matrix.”
Y’all saw “The Matrix.”

[Chorus]
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
Thе prize is the soul
Therе’s a war going on

The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
There’s a war going on
The battlefield’s in the mind, and the prize is the soul
The prize is the soul
The prize is the soul

So, be careful
Be careful
Be careful
Be careful

Alicia Keys – Songs In A Minor Lyrics

I keep on fallin’ in love with you
Sometimes I love you
Sometimes you make me blue

Sometimes I feel good
And at times I feel used
Lovin’ you, darlin’ makes me so confused

I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Oh, oh, I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure
And cause me so much pain

Just when I think
I’ve taken more than would a fool
I start fallin’ back in love with you

I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

Oh, baby
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
I, I, I, I’m fallin’
Fall

I keep on fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you

I’m fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I loved you

I’m fallin’
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I loved you

Maisie Peters – John Hughes Movie Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
This wasn’t how it’s supposed to go
I should be the one you’re dancing with
Spinning with a vodka coke
Everybody at my fingertips
I was gonna get my coat
And baby you were meant to follow me
And I was gonna act surprised
Even though I’d know you wanted me

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not like I’ve been crying, no
There’s just smoke in my eyes

[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one

[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x4)

[Verse 2]
Sitting on a bathroom floor
Trying to get my composure back
Think I built it up too tall
Knew I should’ve worn my Adidas
Maybe if I’d reined it in
You wouldn’t wanna kiss somebody else
And you don’t owe me anything
So I’m just gonna walk home by myself

[Pre-Chorus]
And it’s not like I’ve been crying, no
There’s just smoke in my eyes

[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one

[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one

[Bridge]
What am I gonna say?
What am I gonna do?
All of our stupid friends
Know that I’m here for you
Guess I misunderstood
Thought you liked me too
What am I gonna say?
What am I gonna do?
Everyone told me so
Don’t wait around for you
Guess I misunderstood
Thought you liked me too

[Chorus]
‘Cause this ain’t no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting for the heartbreak music
That’s never gonna come
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one

[Post Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one
Oh oh oh oh oh (x3)
Oh no no you’re not the one

[Outro]
You’re not the one, not the one, no
You’re not the one, not the one, no
Not the one, no
Oh no no you’re not the one
You’re not the one, not the one, no
You’re not the one, not the one, no
‘Cause if you don’t want me
Then you’re not the one

Goody Grace – On Repeat Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Greg Gonzalez]
We wanna go where the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Where they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on

[Verse 1: Goody Grace]
Drivin’ all night, lost track of time
All these lonely roads aren’t how they used to feel
Big dreams in our eyes, carefree, yet so blind
Then afraid of anything that’s real
Watch the sunset through highway fields (Highway fields)
If I could go back then I’d stay there (I’d stay there)
Just us wrapped up in the Autumn air (In the Autumn air)
Act like I don’t but I’ll always care (I’ll always care)
Oh babe, I’m gon’ go

[Chorus: Greg Gonzalez]
We wanna go wherе the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Wherе they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
You showed me
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
Oh, baby

[Verse 2: Lexi Jayde]
Stood on the edge
We never said
Anything that felt too honest
In the backseat
Kicked off your Nikes
My hand in your jacket pocket but
Some love just lasts a season
It gets fucked up for no good reason (oooh)
Been trying to find the feeling
That we had
Let’s go back
No one has to know
Just want to go

[Chorus: Greg Gonzalez & Lexi Jayde]
Where the girls are young and dumb
And hot as fuck
Where they’re dancing in the streets
With nothing on
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
You showed me
We’ll drive your car to the beach with this song on repeat
Oh, baby

Goody Grace – 21 & Jaded Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
One more night, I’ma break down
Two more drinks ’til I pass out, baby
3 AM’s when I need her
Before this lonely, and it drives me crazy

[Pre-Chorus]
Strike a match, blow a kiss
Burnin’ my innocence
Who am I to you?
Who am I?

[Chorus]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself

[Verse 2]
Thursday night I’ve been way up
Monday mornin’ I come crashin’ down
Every day is a replay
In my head and I can’t break out

[Pre-Chorus]
Strike a match, blow a kiss
Burnin’ my innocence
Who am I to you?
Who am I?

[Chorus]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself
Wakin’ up wasted
Still sedated
Twenty-one and jaded
I lose my mind to find myself

[Bridge]
I lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind tryna find myself
Lost my mind

[Outro]
Wakin’ up wasted
My memories faded

Julien Baker – Ringside Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Beat myself until I’m bloody
And I’ll give you a ringside seat
Say that it’s embarrassing
I’m sorry that you had to see me like that

[Verse 2]
So you could either watch me drown
Or try to save me while I drag you down
Wanna fix it, but I don’t know how
It isn’t fair to make you wait around
While all your friends are going out

[Verse 3]
So Jesus, can you help me now?
Trade me in for a briar crown
Is there anybody coming back for me?
If they ever were, they are not now

[Chorus]
So what’s there left to talk about?
I’m holding on just like a scratch-off ticket
How I dig my nails into your skin
Honey, I’m not stupid
I know no one wins this kind of thing
It’s just another way to kill an hour
Wishing I was different
Nobody deserves a second chance
But, honey, I keep getting them

[Outro]
Like a scratch-off ticket
How you dig your nails into my skin
Honey, I’m not stupid
I know no one wins this kind of thing
It’s just another way to kill an hour
Wishing I were different
Nobody deserves a second chance
But I keep giving them

Julien Baker – Highlight Reel Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Passed out in the back of a cab
Could you pull over? I think that I’m trapped
Caught underwater, I beat on the glass
Gnawing my arm at the shoulder
Would you help me get out?

[Chorus]
Ooh, it’s a highlight reel
Tell me how you feel

[Verse 2]
Pulling down a projector
Scratched in the back of my eyes
Hovering over, tangled in the power lines

[Chorus]
Ooh, it’s a highlight reel
Tell me how you feel

[Bridge]
Tell me what snuffed out the wick in your eye
Pumping your chest to make sure you’re alive
When it dies, you can tell me how much was a lie
I guess that’s for me to decide

[Outro]
When it dies, you can tell me how much was a lie
Oh, I guess, oh, I guess, oh, I guess
That’s for me to decide

Peter Hollens – Young Girls Lyrics

Play this song

I spent all my money on a big old fancy car
For these bright eyed honeys
Oh yeah, you know who you are
Keep me up ’til the sun is high
’Til the birds start calling my name
I’m addicted and I don’t know why
Guess I’ve always been this way
All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You’ll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you

I get lost under these lights
I get lost in the words I say
Start believing my own lies
Like everything will be okay
Oh, I still dream of a simple life
Boy meets girl, makes her his wife
But love don’t exist when you live like this that much I
Know, yes I know

All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long

All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah you young wild girls
You’ll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you

You, you
You, you, you
Yeah you, you, you
You, you, you

All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah you young wild girls
You’ll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I’ll always come back to you, come back to you

Nick Jonas – This Is Heaven Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
At the gate, come inside, I know that it’s late
But I’m here, ’cause you’re body my motivation
Let’s skip the talk
What if we found a way to get lost without fear?
Keep it in your mind, we’re escaping

[Pre-Chorus]
If you told me that my fate was on your fingertips
And I wouldn’t believe it (Wouldn’t believe it)
I wouldn’t believe it (I wouldn’t believe it)
Every kiss with you, it’s like your prayer falls from my lips
Now I’m a believer (I’m a believer)
Yeah, I’m a bеliever (Oh)

[Chorus]
This is Heavеn
And I don’t know how this could get much better (Yeah)
Than you and me, here right now
This is Heaven
And every time I touch you, it gets better
I’m on my knees, I can’t stop now
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, yeah, this is Heaven)
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, oh, this is Heaven)
This is…

[Verse 2]
Sunlight, another long night lost in your eyes
So don’t blink
You’re the center of my attention
I know, nothing is perfect, but this is close
So don’t go, keep it coming in my direction

[Pre-Chorus]
If you told me that my fate was on your fingertips
And I wouldn’t believe it (Wouldn’t believe it)
I wouldn’t believe it (I wouldn’t believe it)
Every kiss with you, it’s like your prayer falls from my lips
Now I’m a believer (I’m a believer)
Yeah, I’m a believer (Oh)

[Chorus]
This is Heaven
And I don’t know how this could get much better (Yeah)
Than you and me, here right now
This is Heaven
And every time I touch you, it gets better (Keeps getting better)
I’m on my knees, I can’t stop now
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, yeah, this is Heaven)
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, oh, this is Heaven)
I’m on my knees, I can’t stop now
This is…

[Bridge]
I’m a believer, oh-oh

[Chorus]
This is Heaven
And I don’t know how this could get much better (Yeah)
Than you and me, here right now
This is Heaven
And every time I touch you, it gets better
I’m on my knees, I can’t stop now
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, yeah, this is Heaven)
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, oh, this is Heaven)
I’m on my knees, I can’t stop now

[Outro]
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, this is Heaven)
This is Heaven (This is Heaven, this is Heaven)
This is Heaven

JT Machinima – The Mutineer Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1: Neebs Gaming]
Packed my bags and I kissed my wife
Signed my name to the dotted line
Sold my soul for the piece of my mind
Give it all up for a pirate’s life
And, oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space
I joined up to the first crew I could find
Held my own and I towed the line
Drown my worry in a glass of wine
Did my duty and I did my time
And, oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space

[Chorus: Neebs Gaming]
Oh, fear, fear the mutineer
The devil’s in a slick veneer
Hope is lost when evil’s near
All fear the mutineer
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away

[Verse 2: Neebs Gaming]
The devil took us one by one
Dillon’s dead and Fritzy’s gone
Iggy’s lust for life has faded, Collin got decapitated
Oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space
I no longer sleep at night, the captain is an awful sight
Greyish skin, and blackened eyes, where’d he get that frickin’ knife?
Oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space

[Chorus: Neebs Gaming]
Oh, fear, fear the mutineer
The devil’s in a slick veneer
Hope is lost when evil’s near
All fear the mutineer
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away
Oh, fear, fear the mutineer
The devil’s in a slick veneer
Hope is lost when evil’s near
All fear the mutineer
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away

[Verse 3: Neebs Gaming]
Wish that I could see my wife, and leave behind this wretched life
Cuddle up inside our bed, and chase the demons from my head
But oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space
If I could only go back home, instead of dying here alone
I’d see the joy in what I had, and know that life was not so bad
And, oh-ay-oh, for to find my fortune in space

[Chorus: Neebs Gaming]
Oh, fear, fear the mutineer
The devil’s in a slick veneer
Hope is lost when evil’s near
All fear the mutineer
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away
Oh, fear, fear the mutineer
The devil’s in a slick veneer
Hope is lost when evil’s near
All fear the mutineer
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away
Hidden in the light of day
Come to steal my fortune away

Ricky Hil – What You Do That For Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse]
Bucket low, and dirty sprite
I’m fucking hoes that keep it tight
Copping O’s for a cheaper price
They take my flows they don’t say this shits right (Limosa Nostra)
Chevrolet through them city lights
You pop a oxy ima do that twice
Bitches on Ricky like white on rice
I keep on smoking til it put me nice
Its 2 or 3 bags in that leather seat
Morphine tabs and ecstacy
Bitches that’s bad be next to me
They do what ever for me
I keep ’em high as me

[Hook]
What you do that for? (x6)
No fucking, no fucking reason its what I do that for
What you do that for?
Cause I couldn’t give a fuck if I wake up fuck if where take us
What you do that for?
Cause I won’t see heaven my bitch bumping lean and I told her how to stretch it

[Verse 2]
The first initiated the sedaters
Ima take this car where the weight is
A blind mofucka tell you that I stay faded
Deja got a pretty face she should keep her hair braided
I pick her up outta dairy queen
I keep a biggie cup filled up with lean
Deja type of bitch to remember my parts
But she don’t say shit when she sit in my car
That fake ass bitch getting under my nerves
If you can’t hear my words then it mean I’m slurred
Baby mix it up look at baby stir
I got bitches that mix it better than her
I keep bitches that fuck dealers for work
Slickville 2, the devils church
Pop me 2, pretty ass perks
I been sitting this feeling never works

[Hook]
What you do that for? (x6)
No fucking, no fucking reason its what I do that for
What you do that for?
Cause I couldn’t give a fuck if I wake up fuck if where take us
What you do that for?
Cause I won’t see heaven my bitch bumping lean and I told her how to stretch it

Drake – What’s Next Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Ayy, woah
Ayy, ayy
Yeah

[Refrain]
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth

[Verse 1]
I can’t just be with you and only you
Yeah, I got one, Virgil got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I shown improvement?
How many nights I been (Woah)
Swervin’ them potholes, not tryna fuck up the wheels on the road, okay
Funny how life goes
He thought he was sick, now we wipin’ his nose, okay
Soon as you give him your soul
You blow up and they say you sellin’ your soul, okay
They want my lifе exposed, they wanna know about thе highs and lows

[Chorus]
Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen

[Refrain]
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I—

[Verse 2]
Ayy, yeah
I got one, lawyer got one and that there is the only two
Man, how many times have I told you the truth?
Man, how many nights I been (Woah)
Swervin’ them potholes, not tryna fuck up the wheels or fuck up the deals
I’m posted in Stockholm, it’s me, the owls and the twins, it’s only the real
I’m movin’ way too humble
Weezy had handed it off, I still got no fumbles
I’m on the hot one hundo, numero uno
This one ain’t come with a bundle
I’m in a win, a million in chocolate chips
And that’s just how my cookie crumble
I put a skirt on a whip and a crown on the six
But there’s no need to dress up the numbers
Ayy, ayy, yeah
But I guess they must have they reasons
They wanna know how I’m livin’ my day to day life in the regular season

[Chorus]
Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
And New Year’s, all I did was stretch, okay?
And Valentine’s Day, I had sex, okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen next
Okay? Okay? Okay?
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen, ayy
We’ll see what’s ’bout to happen

[Refrain]
I’m makin’ a change today
The liquor been takin’ the pain away
I heard you was givin’ your chain away
That’s kinda like givin’ your fame away
What’s wrong with you?
I sit in a box where the owners do
A boss is a role that I’ve grown into
I love you to death but I told you the truth
I—

Rowdy Rebel Gifted Bobby Shmurda An Insane Glow In The Dark Chain

Bobby Shmurda gets a glow in the dark chain from his right hand man Rowdy Rebel.

Just a few days out of prison and with three songs hitting platinum, Bobby Shmurda is flaunting it all. He recently posted several pictures on his Instagram wearing a myriad of jewelry, with the highlight being a gold chain spelling, “SHMURDA.” The rapper wrote a simple caption saying, “Appreciate it Bruh”.

Bobby Shmurda was given a seven years prison sentence back in 2016 after copping a plea deal. He famously tried to get out of said plea deal, but by then it was too late. The New York gangster rapper blamed it on bad legal advice from his attorney which was fired. Shmurda , whose real name is Ackquille Pollard, was declared a free man on February 23, 2021, after becoming eligible for parole.

Best known for his platinum-selling single “Hot N*gga,” Bobby Shmurda gained notoriety with his performance in the “Shmoney Dance” video, which was a huge hit prior to him going to prison. Following his release from New York’s infamous Clinton Correctional Facility, fans started streaming his music in abundance which drove “Hot N*gga” to secure 5X platinum certification.

Rowdy Rebel, who was released from prison on December 15, 2020, purchased an insane diamond-encrusted demon chain for himself, which was ready and waiting for him moments after getting out. Now he copped an insane glow in the dark chain for Bobby Shmurda.

Rowdy responded to Bobby’s post, saying, “I love yu too bro” indicating that the chain was a gift from him, welcoming his homie back to the streets. Sadly there were some fans who weren’t feeling the lavish accessory and focused on other aspects of the photo. “Them elbows ashy,” one fan wrote while another added, “bro stuck in 2014,” referencing the fact the ‘yellow gold’ chains are not in style.

About Bobby Shmurda new chain.

Despite those negative comments on the iced-out piece, most fans are drooling over its extravagance as it contains VVS emeralds throughout the design. The Shmurda chain also boasts an incredible emerald emoji feature on the top. The back of the emblem is decked out with Shmurda, and who doesn’t love a custom chain in their own signature stage name. The magnificent piece was designed by Eric Da Jeweler, a New York-base jeweler famous for supplying celebrities with unique pieces. He was also responsible for Rowdy’s decked-out chain as well. This jeweler sure knows his stuff.

“Shmurda in all VVS emeralds with the emerald emoji stop playing with me! Hardest emerald piece out NEW YORK IS BACK they know who really run the city @rowdyrebel I shmurda’d this piece,” Eric wrote on Instagram while sharing some images of the chain.

The chain is also particularly significant in the sense that its a thank you gift from Rowdy Rebel to Bobby Shmurda for a deed that many cannot say they would ever do for a friend. Bobby Shmurda has been widely commended for choosing to serve a longer sentence so that Rowdy could get a significantly lower sentence.

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Speaking on it back then, Bobby stated, “I did it for Rowdy. They offered me five and offered Rowdy 12. They said the only way they’ll give him seven is if I took seven too. So, you know, I had to take one for the dawgs.”

Now the “Dawgs” are back together, and many fans are hoping they’ll stay on the right path now and stay out of prison. As Bobby emphasized, he’ll be “light skinned in Jamaica” before he ever goes back to jail.

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Gino Vannelli – Road To Redemption Lyrics

And it’s a long road to redemption
Back to the life I’ve left in disrepair
It’s a long hard climb
Till your lips meet mine
But I swear, sweet darling, I’ll get there

Oh it’s a far cry to forgiveness
So much in this world to set square
Lots of voices too many
Till I hold you once again
But I swear, sweet darling, I’ll get there

My highway of regrets rambles on

As far as the eye can see
So I ain’t asking you to extend
Any undeserved kindness
‘Cause I got what’s coming to me

Oh, it’s a blind eye to reunions
Might be that it leads to nowhere
It’s a leap in the dark from here to your heart
Whoa, I swear, sweet darling I’ll get there
Oh yeah, I swear, sweet darling I’ll get there

Akira The Don – Speak Publicly Lyrics (feat. Norm Macdonald)

I find like, I have some beliefs that are too inflammatory to even discuss
Unfortunately

[Chorus]
Because there are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head
Because there are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head

But mostly I find all these things ridiculous
First of all, I hate that we force people into identifying themselves by little, tiny, uh…
Because we oppress people we further oppress them by forcing them to identify themselves as
What I consider less than human
So if someone says, "I am proud to be Black." I go, that's too bad for that guy 'cause it's a retarded thing to be proud of
We see it with White power, if someone says, I'm proud to be White we see how ridiculous that sounds
But we don't see it when a person says because they've been oppressed I'm proud to be Black
But it is ridiculous, we've pushed them into a corner where now they're going to spend their whole life identifying themselves
By the pigment of their skin
Which is a sad waste of life
Or if you say, "I'm proud to be gay. That's what I am and that's how I'll live my life."
Oh boy, you're really limiting yourself there and it's too bad and I know you've been forced into it

By being pushed down and oppressed, but it's still very, very sad
And I don't think of myself as Canadian
And I think it's a terrible thing to say you're proud to be a Canadian or proud to be an American
All that stuff is nonsense
You may as well be proud to have lungs
You didn't accomplish nothing
You were just born somewhere or, you know, you were just born with a skin that's a certain color
Or born with a sexual attraction to a certain type of person. That stuff's all
It's all just little, miniature things in life that are so unimportant
And when people try to tell me that God is not important
But that this nonsense is important
I couldn't disagree more
[Chorus]
Because there are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head
Because there are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head

[Outro]
There are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head
There are certain things in society, that you're not allowed to believe
Or speak publicly
And so I'll just never say them
And I'll just leave them in my little head

Bandabardo – Bambino Lyrics

Les yeux battus la mine triste
Et les joues blêmes
Tu ne dors plus
Tu n'es plus que l'ombre de toi-même
Seul dans la rue tu rôdes comme une âme en peine
Et tous les soirs sous sa fenêtre
On peut te voir

Curre 'mbraccio addu mamma,,(Bambino bambino)
Nun fa 'o scemo picceri'……(Guaglio Guaglio)
Dille tutta verita
(Bambino bambino)
Ca mamma te pò capi…

Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline
Mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
Que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et canta, canta de ta voix câline
Mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux

Tu peux fumer comme un Monsieur des cigarettes
Te déhancher sur le trottoir quand tu la guettes
Tu peux pencher sur ton oreille, ta casquette
Ce n'est pas ça, qui dans son coeur, te vieillira
Curre 'mbraccio addu mamma, (Bambino bambino)
Nun fa 'o scemo picceri'…(Guaglio Guaglio)

Dille tutta verita
(Bambino bambino)
Ca mamma te pò capi…

Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
Que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et canta, canta de ta voix câline
Mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux

Si tu as trop de tourments.. (Bambino bambino)
Ne les garde pas pour toi (Guaglio Guaglio)
Va le dire à ta maman (Bambino bambino)
Les mamans c'est fait pour ça

Et là, blotti dans l'ombre douce de ses bras
Pleure un bon coup et ton chagrin s'envolera

Curre 'mbraccio addu mamma
Nun fa 'o scemo picceri'…
Dille tutta verita
Ca mamma te pò capi…
Bambino, mi raccomando, non fai come faccio io, te lo dice zio Tonino
Bambinooooooo
Mi raccomando Guaglio

(Grazie a Claudia e Lorenzo per questo testo)

Ziqui – Le Bon Combat Lyrics (feat. Eden Bidens & Lauralie)

Je me sers de mes galères pour transmettre de l’espoir
Je  regarde mon miroir, est-ce moi ?
Miraculé,  mon cœur est immaculé
Mon rap répand les cendres de cette vie que j’adulais

Je mène cette vie nouvelle, sans nouvelle allure
Intérieurement  J’ai fait du Christ mon Cordula pour mon salut
Depuis  je vis et dis des choses incroyables
Je prêche l’amour au milieu de l’effroyable

Raisonnement  contraire à celui de l’énarque
Je veux juste partager ce que j’ai reçu
Qu’on sente la charité dans chacune de mes mesures
Et qu’elle ne faillisse pas quand les gros billets débarquent

Aucune  prétention dans c’que j’raconte
Mes pleurs m’ont plus forgé plus que la fonte
Pas de développé-couché, couché j’me suis développé
Mes cicatrices font la grandeur de mon épopée

Parfois j’regarde mon miroir et j’me reconnais
Tellement j’retombe dans ces passions viles auxquelles je m’adonnais
La culpabilité en profite pour mieux me cogner
A l’image du ciel je devrais apprendre à me pardonner

Hanté par des pensées suicidaires
Que mes imperfections ont suscités
Malgré ça je me rappelle du Christ et de La Passion
Que Dieu est amour et non ségrégation

J’essaie de faire de même mais malgré moi je méprise
De certaines amitiés je n’vois plus que des débris
Souvent trop bordélique du temps je n’ai aucune maîtrise
De leur amour je me réjouis autant que j’en déprime

C’est le cœur joyeux que je raconte ma mélancolie

J’me dis béni dans la douleur, pris dans un élan d’folie
Je relativise car je sais qu’il y a pire
Joyeux dans l’épreuve car c’est une nouvelle leçon d’apprise

Ça change de ces discours victimaires
Omniprésents dans c’game vendeurs de chimères
Fervent au milieu des rationalistes
J’suis comme un insoumis au milieu des nationalistes

J’me fous de faire la diff’, car ils disent tous faire la diff’
Mais l’amour des projecteurs les poussent à produire d’manière hâtive
Je me distingue des rappeurs et des homologues d’Hortefeux
Car j’aspire à conquérir les cœurs avant les portefeuilles

Overdose de réflexion pour ce projet
Parfois j’ai vu mon inspi décrocher
Et si je rappe ici, c’est pour être cette missive
Contenant des mots d’amours dans un jeu glorifiant les missiles

C’est ma mission, j’me sens envoyé comme Joséphine
Dieu me relève quand je faiblis face au défi
Ça prendra le temps qu’il faudra pour émerger
J’irai au bout d’mes rêves comme Michel Berger

Outro :
J’me battrai pour respecter les règles
Pour que l’ange déchu ne reviennent plus prendre les reines
J’me battrai pour respecter les règles
Pour que l’ange déchu ne reviennent plus prendre les reines
J’me battrai pour respecter les règles
Pour que l’ange déchu ne reviennent plus prendre les reines
Le Bon Combat

Gino Vannelli – Ghost Train Lyrics

Hear the train whistle blow rolling down the line
Come to rescue this heart of mine
Hear the rumble and roar of the moonlight express
Our one last chance at a better world than this

(All aboard)
A better world than this
(All aboard)

Every traveler sat silent as a stone
A lot like but not quite flesh and bone
Yet I would not be dulled or driven to fright
By a train of the lost souls in the half light

Then a voice
From a hooded robe
Of black
Whispered, "Pale to me, here we go
There ain’t no
Turning back"

"All aboard", cried the train guy
Make ready for your magic mountain ride
Say goodbye to the world down below us
Here’s your one-way ticket to the other side
All aboard, the ghost train
Drop all your trappings at the door
Wave goodbye to the boy in the window
You won’t be seeing him anymore
Whoa, oh, whoa, whoa

Like a bat outta hell we shot into space
While down below in the blue-green glow, I saw a weeping face
It was the face of a child that cut me to the bone

And I heard him say, "Don’t go away, a-papa please come home"

Had no clue
As to who was crying
In the dark
But it hurt so bad
That I certainly had
A change of heart

"All aboard", cried the train guy
Make ready for your magic mountain ride
Say goodbye to the world down below us
Here’s your one-way ticket to the other side
All aboard, the ghost train
Drop all your trappings at the door
Wave goodbye to the boy in the window
You won’t be seeing him anymore

(All aboard)
Oh no no
(All aboard)
Oh no no, whoa, whoa

And so I left off the train, fell into my skin
Through mountains of Peru back to the land of the living
To a cottage in the woods into the arms of a woman
Who held my head to her belly and a-said, "We’re gonna have a son"

(We’re gonna have son)
Mmh, we’re gonna have son
(We’re gonna have son)

All aboard
All aboard
All aboard
The ghost train

Akira The Don – Steal The Culture Lyrics (feat. John Vervaeke)

Because I’m talking with the person who gave us the A and B Game, Blue Church, Jordan Hall, and part of that is this idea which is a religion that’s not a religion and coming – trying to come up with a post religious faith
Because here is the idea, this is probably in some ways my most radical idea
I wanna do what like Augustine did as the Roman Empire is falling
He laid the foundation
He laid the cultural cognitive grammar for an entirely different culture and they stole the culture bottom-up
He laid the cultural cognitive grammar for an entirely different culture and they stole the culture bottom-up

[Chorus]
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
And do everything I can
(And I can)
Do everything I can
(And I can)
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away

From the imperial system
The imperial system at some point then clamped down again
But nevertheless, we shifted
We shifted out of antiquity
We shifted to a different world
So I want to try and do that
I want to try and create that systems of meaning, the religion that is not a religion, the ecologies of practices, the communities, the networks of communities
All of this, it’s already happening
We really empower it both in terms of its grammar
Give it the best scientific tools for engineering the practices and the ecology of practices
I basically wanna steal the culture

[Chorus]
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
And do everything I can
(And I can)
Do everything I can
(And I can)
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away

From the people who have been abusing us for such a very long time
And I usually don’t speak politically ’cause I think the political framing is often a deep misrepresentation of the issue

At least the way in which political discourse has been sort of been ossified, sort of been ossified in ways make choice, no longer really relevant
And you know Christianity stole the culture away from the elites, it’s time
Now new elites form, they always will but the culture changed and it changed in an important way and that’s what I’m trying to do right now
That’s what I see myself doing with a lot of these other people
That’s what I’m trying to do right now
That’s what I see myself doing with a lot of these other people

[Chorus]
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away
And do everything I can
(And I can)
Do everything I can
(And I can)
I wanna help steal the culture – away
Steal it away
Steal it away

[Bridge]
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Now
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Hey
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Now
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Hey
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Now
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Hey
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Now
Steal it away, steal it away, steal it away
Hey

And the whole point about the metaphor is we can’t, we can’t win by playing the game (Their game)
That’s right
My way of trying to understand what it is to not play their game and to shift over to, into a totally different game
To shift the culture, it’s to steal the culture
The only thing I could get from history that’s been able to do that are religion
But for reasons I’ve articulated, I don’t want
And it’s not personally, I mean in terms of the functionality, I don’t think the standard model, the axial age model of religion is going to do what we need in order to steal the culture as deeply as we need to steal it