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Semaphorism
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Semaphorism was released on October 13, 2023 by Vermilion Ape Records as a part of the album The Roots of All Evil
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Release DateOctober 13, 2023
LabelVermilion Ape Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chandler Jacks
Chandler Jacks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CJaxx
CJaxx
Producer
Chandler Jacks
Chandler Jacks
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

As I'm rolling in the 4-door SUV
Blasting bass to mask the gloom
All my life told to consume
Supply the system like my soul's made out of fuel
Now I'm always tired, just surviving on some fumes
Fuck it, press the pedal to the floor, exacerbate my doom
Pouring out of every orifice exists the truth
Implored by this metamorphosis in which I did not choose
Always taught I ought to play it safe and not to challenge rules
All this time I thought that thinking made us human, not how easy we're subdued
Allegory of the cave, smoke and mirrors and a flame
Emerald cities, serpents, apples served on silver plates
All tell the story of decay, misdirection all the same
Corrupt the youth today, tomorrow's new puppet brigade
Remove all sense of self, marionettes all pulled by strings
It's amazing how blatant complacency's reverberations made,
Entire generations of progress stagnate, revert and hate
The more connected that we grow, the more time that we waste
Every day it feels like this ain't the world I was raised
I'll admit it my worldview's been shattered and shaken up
For far longer than I knew despite chatter and an aching gut
Feeling that something simply had to be amuck
Like going against the grain ain't all that great for sanity
Battling the status quo has slowly begun to change
Transformed into something more akin to war inside my brain
Ignoring all the warning sides flashing on my dash's display
I guess I'm just a bastard all the same
As I'm rolling in the 4-door SUV
Blasting bass to mask the gloom
All my life told to consume
Supply the system like my soul's made out of fuel
Now I'm always tired, just surviving on some fumes
Fuck it, press the pedal to the floor, exacerbate my doom
Pouring out of every orifice exists the truth
Implored by this metamorphosis in which I did not choose
Always taught I ought to play it safe and not to challenge rules
All this time I thought that thinking made us human, not how easy we're subdued
I be that subversive verses surgeon
Paid the price, that beast of burden
Every bridge I cross I burn it
Never learning lessons, guess I've
Grown accustomed to aversion
Grown a spine, met with desertion
Though I discourage thoughtless verdicts
Go ahead and judge my words as if your
Opinion don't approach the verge of worthless
In my lane, I ain't concerned with
Anything based in coercion
Baseless claims aimed at reversion
I'm a changed man, no more searching
Finally figured out my purpose
I was sent here to ensure destruction reigns for certain
As I'm rolling in the 4-door SUV
Blasting bass to mask the gloom
All my life told to consume
Supply the system like my soul's made out of fuel
Now I'm always tired, just surviving on some fumes
Fuck it, press the pedal to the floor, exacerbate my doom
Pouring out of every orifice exists the truth
Implored by this metamorphosis in which I did not choose
Always taught I ought to play it safe and not to challenge rules
All this time I thought that thinking made us human, not how easy we're subdued
Written by: Chandler Jacks
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