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Stone Cold Sober (feat. Empty)

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Stone Cold Sober (feat. Empty) was released on October 30, 2015 by Big Village Records as a part of the album Armwrestling Atlas

Song Details

AlbumArmwrestling Atlas

Release DateOctober 30, 2015

LabelBig Village Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM80

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I’ve been holdin' off the ache now for years watchin’ their collars pop

Blabber gods, forever flappin’ their box

I’m studyin’ their movements with a vitamin D vibrance

Imaginin’ how they’d look if they were lyin’ lifeless

But every skerrick of my being hates hate and loathes violence

And it’s an insult to insist when life is time priceless

Back in oh-three my planet poked a bit of fun

Turned the tragic handle, when half these fuckin’ camels

Couldn’t even hold a candle to him, gave me a dead leg

Learnt to let it sink in, magnetism blinkin’

Etch A Sketch on hyper in my head, tryna dry-wretch

A mention from the earth of why he ended up dead

Pack of human parasites still clingin’ to the surface

Nurtured little virus on a cell inside the vein

Hummin’ a resonance I've only found inside an eight-oh-eight and I was

Crushin’ on my planet’s hum, hand-drummin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some, or something

Nobody’s opus, a buddy moment de-muffled its tongue

Said something, I swear it said something, I mean

Crushin’ on my planet’s hum, cold-lampin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some

And I was stone cold sober, technicolor cloak

At one with addin’ to it ‘til my species time to go

That’s my pearly gates mate, strings pluckin’ the plasma

Illustratin’ the universe, dwarfs whatever you're worth

Little and weakly made, either the prick or the lame claim pick of the fetal

Planet muzzled in that self-worth bubble

When a nucleus is nutrient, DNA’s a maze

Dubious and indescript slowly come of age

In that indefinite certain, clappin’ through the curtain close

Ten years to the marker now I first stared at its code

I saw the hills as mesh and the river a wireframe

Its respiratory system huffin’ waves to wake and break

That memory is interlinked with smoke, a bit of heartache

Me and Norah Jones wailin’ top deck of the boat

With a soaked packet of Marlboro red top pocket of coat

Willingly looking in limited intervals into the riff of the keynote

I was nineteen, red gum sapping out the opens

Lucid, hallucinating, understandin’ motion and

Crushin’ on my planet’s hum, hand-drummin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some, or something

Nobody’s opus, a buddy moment de-muffled its tongue

Said something, I swear it said somethin’, I mean

Crushin’ on my planet’s hum, cold-lampin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some

And I was stone cold sober, technicolor cloak

At one with addin’ to it ‘til my species time to go

Still crushin’ on my planet’s hum, hand-drummin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some, or somethin’

Nobody’s opus, a buddy moment de-muffled its tongue

(I think, I don’t know)

Crushin’ on my planet’s hum, cold-lampin’ on it

Think I might’ve learnt to understand it some

And I was stone cold sober, technicolor cloak

Pulsin’ off the orb hum, encompassin’ it’s glow

At one with addin’ to it ‘til my species time to go

And I’m alright with that

Written by: Kruger James, Mathas

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