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Foundation
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Foundation wurde am 20. März 2026 von Forword als Teil des Albums EarWax (Mo Betta) - EP veröffentlicht
20. März 2026
LabelForword
SpracheEnglish
BPM
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

Premises
Step out the building, the premise is
Hunting, confronting the nemesis
Menacing but with no prejudice
Numbing it but with no sedatives
Starting fresh, feel like the Genesis
Not like the car, but I’m revving it
Pedal to metal, I’m spinning it, this is the Exodus
Reading the Gospel
My Flesh is still holding me hostile
My Past sins could fill up a novel
I’m dead on the floor like I’m docile
Cemented in, turning to fossil
I wish I could be an apostle
But feeling I fucked up colossal
Call me Picasso, painting my sorrow
Feeling so hollow
I dedicate, meditate, penetrate amor plate
Dominate, actuate, actually, devil no match to me
Definite decimate, predicate, alternate
Sediment, born from dirt
Born from the hurt
Fuck what you heard
Load up my pistol or load up the word
Follow His ways while they follow the herd
I’ll walk through the fire, you’ll see if I burn
Dragged through the fire, my lungs full of smoke
Chain on my spirit was more than a yoke
Thought I was drowning but learned how to float
Wrote out my pain in the lines that I spoke
Whispers of demons been taunting my past
But I run with the saints, now I’m built to outlast
Scarred from the war, but I’m healing so fast
Turned all my wounds into wisdom at last
Every line is a scar that I turned into steel
I don’t pray for escape, man I pray just to feel
They hunger for crowns, but I sharpen the steel
I’ve danced with the dark, now I know what is real
Light in my chest but the shadows still kneel
I walk with the weight that they're hoping ain’t real
I carry the cost, but I move with the seal
A mark on my soul that no devil can steal
Deep in the pit, still never quit
Soul never split, pray then I hit
Angels in flight, sword in the grip
Truth in the clip, word on my lip
Rage in control, fire in bowl
Light up the dark, reclaim the soul
Heal from the cold, break from the mold
The devil's been calling but my soul never sold
Deep in the pit, still never quit
Soul never split, pray then I hit
Angels in flight, sword in the grip
Truth in the clip, word on my lip
Rage in control, fire in bowl
Light up the dark, reclaim the soul
Heal from the cold, break from the mold
Heaven's been calling, I’m walking in bold
Written by: Calvin Fankhauser, Cameron Poe, Elijah Patchen, Garrett Prather
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