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Prometheus Bound (feat. Jam Baxter)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Prometheus Bound (feat. Jam Baxter) was released on April 20, 2023 by Lucidia as a part of the album Lucidia
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AlbumLucidia
Release DateApril 20, 2023
LabelLucidia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Danz
Jack Danz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Bowen
Jackson Bowen
Songwriter
Jacob Lloyd
Jacob Lloyd
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, listen, yeah, ah
Forged the prints
On the board I had them all convinced
Torch the blimp
From round the corner where he fought the sphinx
Forty winks, he thought he dipped but never left the island
There’s no escape from the event horizon
F surviving
Neck the Ricin when the jet’s arriving
Fresh consignment
Saw the future in the deck’s alignment
Extra vibrant
Man these tyrants couldn’t stop the practice
Ancient structures reassemble with a box of matches
Boxing matches, jabbed the earth and knocked it off the axis
Rocking madness
Dripping on ‘em like he joined the Baptist
Off the branches
Train of thought move a mile a minute
Island living
He signed a contract with hieroglyphics
Come and buy the tickets
By the by, invite the visage
Tell Aviv, yeah Dimitri got the diamonds with him
Ride the rhythm
Scribe the vision in the lunar shade
That'll tell them bang the serum with the lucozade, coupier
Dealt the hand, we couldn’t choose the labels
Lucid cables
Mathematician when I do the tables
Muting fables since the cradle been pursuing able
Playing in the snow
Ay, yo we’re doing angels
Once they are under they could never retreat
Peddling beet, that’s the english man’s american dream
A spoon of sugar and the medicine peak
The kid get busy with the numbers like sesame street
We were surfing out of purgatory
Snowing on a burning gurney
Raise your hand, salute the kid
All the witches turn and curtsey
These yearly get togethers never worth the journey
Sketted in, slithered out
Leaving every surface dirty
Hear the tap of high heels against the marble floor
The goddess has arrived
She brought them blinkers you’ve been asking for
We lurked in his blindspots
We might be there, he can’t be sure
Wildly stab the air and shoot the walls
The art of war -congratulations-
Crack pot delusions of a sweaty seal
They ran to us
The danger's very real
I’ve heard that very spiel
He washed them warm chunks of paranoia down through every meal
A nervous wreck
He brought the same aesthetics as a jellied eel
We stuffed the dusty attics full of hate mail
Accelerate into the void and call me when your brakes fail -whenever mate-
Your inner child is racking up his 8th rail
Teeth green, face pale
Whole body grayscale
Yeah, someone fetch an old soul a drink
Antique, peeling face, painted a revolting pink
Little piercing eyes slathered on in golden ink
Another blissful lap around rat infested roller ring -a couple more-
Behold a bearded lizard in the searing heat
Hundreds of these mountain children gather round to hear him speak
Empty out your purses here we have the disappearing freak
Neverending lies and neon lights, I’ve had the weirdest week
Written by: Jackson Bowen, Jacob Lloyd
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